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You can do it It's all the same Your eyes are big You're counting the days No matter what time is I'm out of reach But for me you can be smoking weed It's right here in my hand Trying to reach for my knees You know by yourself Waking up and wishing you were somebody else Amazing dream about ' We aren't joking around I thought we were friends We weren't so close But we didn't have to fade away From Letras Mania