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Oh baby, baby
How was I supposed to know
That something wasn't right here
Oh baby, baby
I shouldn't have let you go
And now you're out of sight, yeah
Show me how want it to be
Tell me baby 'cause I need to know now...


Oh baby, baby
The reason I breathe is you
Boy you got me blinded
Oh pretty baby
There's nothing that I wouldn't do
It's not the way I planned it...

when taken out of context,
this becomes the heart-breaking account of an incompetnet teen mother.

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Megalomaniac (8:30 PM) :
Say, when are you being drafted?
Adam (8:32 PM) :
When the Moon is in the Seventh House
And Jupiter aligns with Mars
And peace will guide the planets
And love will steer the stars
Megalomaniac (8:32 PM) :
What do you mean, 'never', you asshole?
Adam (8:32 PM) :
End of this month,
or sometime during the begining of august.
Megalomaniac (8:33 PM) :
Oh, ok.