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Stryder The 11 11

the tide. Sometimes the friends begin to stray cause they lost all their pride, and sometimes they just have too much to hide... At 11:11, I stand in 7-11

: How come the best ones are always taken What I see when I see ya - is love in the makin' Something about timin', something about fate Gotta go with

she have fi a di lovin and the right mentality and she don't wanna trick me you never knew that you hurt me i woke to fall in love must been 'bout 11