Less Than Three, by AUSTIN
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At first it was just a loan
I'd never given it to anyone
But I know I'm not the only one
Who thinks, you're not just anyone
I would let you keep it
If that's what you wanted
But you won't tell me
And I can't tell if you're frontin
I hope you didn't lose it
Some would consider it valuable
Because in the past
It's always been uncontrollable
Did you mend it while you had it though
Fix all the rips and tears
If this is how my life goes
It's not gonna make it through the years
I don't even know if it will come back
It always preferred you over me
But even a blind man can see
That's not hard to achieve
I've given out identical copies
To people along my road
They always take it willingly
But then I realize it's not for them to hold
See that thing was made to be yours
I don't care what people say
Fits you like a glove
Matches perfectly in every weay
So if you don't really want it
Can I have back my less than three
Someday someone will really want it
For now, I can't live without my heart, you see
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Posted: 2005-06-12 02:02:27 UTC |
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