is an art of deception
that satisfaction is true
I am one of
young hearts tired of
town that's full of me and you
Take me away from there
Take me away today
May we keep from falling apart
Because I am too deep
in my own misery
Can't get what we pleased
but please listen to me
I'm letting you go
It's time to let you go
Ridding off the sorrow
I'm letting you go
Visits are always a pleasure
If not arrival then the departure
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