Heart break
I'm gettin cold thinkin of the memories
and I will never forget us, you and me
but that's okay I am on to the next girl
don't get caught up on one there's more in the world
open up like eyes when they dialate
I guess this endin was a matter of fate
but I'm still slam dunkin on the lines like Blake
and my heart is made of a material that can't break
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