Heather
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Eyes blue or brown, can't remember
A lot of time has passed, since the third of December
Eyes green or grey, can't remember
But I bet you know the colour of Heathers
Getting cold, but I have my own sweater
Fuck your polyester, 'cause cotton's way better
You were playing Jack and Rose. When you sunk
only you froze, 'cause you gave her your sweater
You're lost in Atlantic, trying not to panic
But now it's too late to come back
Eyes blue or brown, can't remember
A lot of time has passed, since the third of December
Eyes green or grey, can't remember
But I bet you know the colour of Heathers
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