So boy while you chip in some understanding, I’ll make a deal with my mess
And cleaning up what I wanna be saying is my first big step
When I close my eyes and everything I run into
Is stubbing me with bruises of memories of you– Aslyn, “Gotta Get Over You,” Lemon Love (2005)
Lyrically Speaking
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