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Not Me, Myself, Not I
The summer of hot air
It could have seemed so fun for me back then
The summer of chances
I didn't turn away from one of them
The clouds getting closer
They seem to let me know it's gonna rain
The flashback right next to me
Reminds me of this scene - we're in your car
We're like two kids who want to have fun
Where is your toy boy now
Is it anywhere close to be found
And I am not getting it for you this time
Where is the doll you thought was fun
Where is her dress you'd want to take off
Where is your toy boy now
Cause I'm not anywhere close to be found by you
And I'm not coming back
No, not me, myself, not I
The sky is getting lower
And now it's just a big fog in my thoughts
I still remember
How you used to kiss me goodnight every single night
It is kind of clearer though
I am not gonna drown for you
I am still recalling
The moment I fell right into your strong arms
I will not forget
The way your eyes shined after every time we touched
Cause when we collide
There's always gonna be lots of sparks
Where is your toy boy now
Is it anywhere close to be found
And I am not getting it for you this time
Where is the doll you thought was fun
Where is her dress you'd want to take off
Where is your toy boy now
Cause I'm not anywhere close to be found by you
And I'm not coming back
No, not me, myself, not I
I'm standing up on my own two feet
I'm staring out to see you disappear
I'm feeling free and it's so good to breathe
Where is your toy boy now
Is it anywhere close to be found
And I am not getting it for you this time
Where is the doll you thought was fun
Where is her dress you'd want to take off
Where is your toy boy now
Cause I'm not anywhere close to be found by you
And I'm not coming back
No, not me, myself, not I
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