Little May
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Somebody told me you were leaving town
I swear I never thought you'd be the one who'd let me down
Fold this part, unfold this part
Sticking to the walls, sticking to this one way street
You could never run, but you said you'd run with me
Hold this heart, hold this heart
And I will not fall hard this time
Cause we are not afraid of who we are
But of what we have become
And we are not afraid of what's to be
When this road has just begun
So we will turn our backs
And close the doors for the last time
Give me back what's mine
Give me back what's mine
So we will turn our backs
And close the doors for the last time
Give me back what's mine
Give me back what's mine