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I miss the smell of your hands
Your breath
The feel of your skin
We didn’t have to talk
Just understood
What the other was
We are of the same
But we knew
The end would come
Time is no friend
We are not healed
The pain is old
But feels new
We are of the same
And we knew
The end would come
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Again, a solid track. Great song-writing!
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Great singing, and a very interesting drums/bass groove.
