This is about an old love and a remembrance of it between two people.
Remember all the good times
we commited a crime
but it didn’t matter to us
even when they had made a big fuss
my life is just a lie
when your around we stop time
and my heart, it drops
as you begin to stop
we didn’t care about the consequences
we were fearless and careless
our hearts were tied in a knot
even when we seemed to be caught
never did i expect you to want to leave
but yet you wanted to be free
so even if i no longer shine
just show me that you remember our good times.
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