1953
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1953
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I don't know what else to see
My time machine is bored
And I don't wanna ever say goodbye
To all of our future leaps
And all of our future wars
I don't wanna ever say goodbye
Hey, just tell me what to do
To do
Then I realize I've spent a my whole life loving you
My whole life loving you
Remember 1953
It was everything we needed and more
Let's go run and try to chase the sky
Remember when we lost our teeth
And our mouths were so sore
I don't wanna hide these tears in my eyes
Hey, just tell me what to do
To do
Then I realize I'm not human without you
Not human withouth you
Not human withouth you
Hey, just tell me what to do
To do
Then I realize I've spent a my whole life loving you
Then I realize I've spent this whole time loving you
This whole time loving you
This whole time loving you
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