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Альбом
Текст песни
Cut my hair into a bowl after you told me that you liked it like that
Wish I didn't care at all but now I'm in the mirror with scissors in hand
I saw you at a party, said hello like an old colleague
Talked about the summer when we didn't know each other
Was bound to happen, I suppose, but fuck me, now I really know
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