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Texty: Rufio. The Comfort Of Home. Mental Games.

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This romance I remember we walked as one
Replacing one another we carried on
An underrated friendship would separate us all
We found each other's secrets and moved along

Only one shot for the dream
We're burning bridges so it seems

These mental games all have rules to break
We've all become what we've learned to hate
I did all you ever wanted from me
Where did I go wrong? Cause there's nothing I want more

Undecided problems don't see don't speak
Now I ask a question how much this means
This is all I've wanted for so many years
Sick and tired of waiting no love no tears

Only one shot for the dream
Let's start this over just for me

These mental games all have rules to break
We've all become what we've learned to hate
I did all you ever wanted from me
Where did I go wrong? Cause there's nothing I want more

We'll leave today with the windows down
And ride away like we own this town
and living on our own
These nights are fading away in the distance
An open road in the darkness with a street sign
that says "Whoa!!"

Only one shot for the dream
Let's start this over just for me

These mental games all have rules to break
We've all become what we've learned to hate
I did all you ever wanted from me
Where did I go wrong? Cause there's nothing I want more
No there's nothing I want more
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