Really

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  He grew up in the dark, 
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chasing the sun until it hides
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Scared of  being
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Alone, maybe he's a bit broken
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He's kinda tall and he plays guitar
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And she really likes him
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Even though he doesn't see how 
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much    she really likes him
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Dm
Really likes him
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  He caught her in a hazy state
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   She wishes she felt 
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differently, her mind is kinda messy
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  Maybe she's a bit broken
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She talks too much sometimes and she
Dm
 writes sad songs at night
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 She really likes him
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Even though he doesn't see how 
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much    she really likes him
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Really likes him
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Really likes him
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Really likes him
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She really likes him
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But he doesn't see how much she 
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really likes him