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It was never about the home decor
Or which rug we put on the floor
It was the home we had together
That’s what I adore
Gabe Brown
2024
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I can’t take this pain anymore
Push this pedal to the floor
Maybe someday you’ll open the door
I can only hope for more
Gabe Brown
2024
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Seven years replay in my mind
Not a single sound left for me to cry
Gabe Brown
2024
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Déjà vu wracks my brain
A familiar sort of pain
Have we done this before?
Possibly we have from time to time
But baby
Can we please reunite?
It’s the only thing that feels right.
Gabe Brown
2024
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Screaming lives in my mind
There’s no way to turn it down
Gabe Brown
2024
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