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[aid] => mick
[title] => Nothing better to do
[time] => 2006-04-01 13:24:19
[hometext] => Pretty random
[bodytext] => No words can describe the way I feel inside
So I'll make them up
And see if you call my bluff
What more can I expect from fate?
A little less than a little too late
I'll grow up on my own time
Because yours is a waste of mine
Yeah what we've done was fun
And it's worth being told it was wrong
With every dance I barely move
Look at what we've done with what we're given
Look at all we've been through
I'm here with you tonight because I have nothing better to do
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[alanguage] => english
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