I know
i know that day we met
that we were meant to be
i know our fate was set
that you werethe one for me
i didnt even know you
i only knew your name
i wasnt sure what to do
i didnt know who to blame
i knew i thought you was attractive
i could tell that you was nice
the butterflies was so active
that i couldnt think twice
everything i did that day
didnt show you who i am
everytime you came my way
my heart began to ram
my actions werent natural
my reactions werent real
i felt so terriable
but my heart i did not wield
i liked you when i saw your face
my heart began to race
i knew the day we met
that we were meant to be
i knew our faye was set
as friends, as lovers, as enemies.
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