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Текст и слова песни 8 Stops 7 – Forget

These things that we too soon forget
Collecting dust...spider webs that grown and grow till there's nothing left
Except for shreds that you can't quite call evidence that I had a life before today
See i forget things I associate with pain
I think it's time that I start to look back on my life
Sitting around watching things go
These things that remind me of my home

I don't want to be in doubt
I dont need to know what this life is all about
I just need to know for now
Are you gonna be around when I need to find what I'm missing
And I can't recall what it was I believed in
Take me home, sorround me with friends
Take me home

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