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First

 

First


He said he didn't want flames
When we were sputtering out
He said he'd rather be cold
While held in another's arms
He said his freedom unfolds
By being on some new ground
But he fell into the old
Before I fully fell out

He took her to his home town
Back in city we'd been
I bet his mom made her dinner
And she walked over to sit
They probably taught her some words
Which made them laugh when she did
The food got cold as they talked
About when she'd move in

We did it first
We did it first
We did it first
We did it first

So I'll take time at the bar
And think it over a drink
My friends are always on par
When I talk openly shit
Cause it's not really my style
To miss you like I am sick
So I'll pretend with the boys
That what you did didn't stick

We did it first
We did it first
We did it first
We did it first

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