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9:14
It was 9:14 on a Monday night when I
Sat alone on the couch and tried not to
Think about all the things to come tried to
Put behind the bad things I'd done
Every day for two weeks before I
Sat alone on the dirty floor and I
Tried to write what I thought they'd hear as the
Next big thing in the fashion year
Well, I'll hold my tongue
While you hold my hand
It's time I stepped away
It's time I moved away
It's time I stepped away
It took me more than a year to feel that the
Whole damn thing was about as real as a
Man who says that he has no pride that he would
Give it up, everything inside
Well, I'll hold my tongue
While you hold my hand
It's time I stepped away
It's time I moved away
It's time I stepped away
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