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No more puddlesPitter Patter goes the rain on my skull Knock Knock goes your voice on my heartNo more puddles
Raindrops soak me through Ride my locks to the tip Hang for a moment and fall to the ground
Drip Drop Drip Drop
Puddles at my feet That is how shallow you are That is why the gates of my heart Are closed to you
No more puddles do I want to step in Please, no more mud stains on my tattered heart
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even if i'm sort of new too hehe
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