how much more can your mouth hold
from your wins separated again
and what's it worth
now that you have found fame, fate
oh i see, it's been wiped clean
no history, no trace of you or me
so what's the smallest you can think
or feel, i fear
oh my dear, you are not the same
oh i see, it's been wiped clean
no history, no trace of you
oh i see, it's been wiped clean
no history, no trace of you or me

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