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Raleigh, North Carolina

"the world is not enough... but it's the perfect place to start, my love..." "Let's play musical chairs, one of my favorite games Especially now that you and I have traded place You walk around in shoes that don't fit for a change There is no way for you to win this race Criss-cross and turn your shirt inside out You like to think I can't figure you out, but the tables have turned What goes around comes around, you're about to get burned Flip the script, you're checking in, I'm checking you out You're just too sweet till you get on my nerves and hurt like cavity You left a bad taste in my mouth, my Sour Patch Kid You and me, it's no mystery, no magic trick Let m