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Is it Bad to Want it Again
I ran back for the sleepless nights,
The chase that left me speechless,
The game we landed on the hillside.
Every time we felt on edge,
Or like this would be the last time.
I ran for the hill,
Just when it got good.
Cause nothing lasts forever,
That’s what I remember.
We lived,
Rinsed and Repeated.