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how much more can your mouth hold from your wins separated again and what's it worth now that you have found fame, fate oh i see, it's been wiped clean no history, no trace of you or me so what's the smallest you can think or feel, i fear oh my dear, you are not the same oh i see, it's been wiped clean no history, no trace of you oh i see, it's been wiped clean no history, no trace of you or me From Letras Mania