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Started from a gut feeling
Yes, I know, that's how you got out
Take the years and look on fondly
While I wipe it from my mouth

November shining through my window
Spend a week in Montreal
Hold me when the phone call comes in
We couldn't really think of it all

You suffer summer, I suffer Panic
The days grow longer, I leave the attic
You got everything you wanted
And I wanted to participate

I suffer autumn
You leave for her place
You wipe your mouth
And I tried to hate, but
I got everything I wanted
And I wanted you to participate

I wanted you to participate



Credits
Writer(s): Sarah Passinhas-bergman
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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