My grip is starting to loosen around your heartIt's slipping it's slipping
I'm falling apart.
the sands in the hour glass are running out
Game over, game over
No more room for doubt.
Our laughter is fading into the past
I'm breaking, I'm breaking
Why can't this last?
We're taking one last look, and waving goodbye
It's over,it's over
and I'll never know why.
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