we meet we talk everything lame
No matter what happens I'll love you the same
you made me study maths and science
waiting for number standing in the lines
Home to mall, mall to school
on 1st April the way you became a fool
late night messages and all the texts
you are on the top rest come next
all the fights, scratches and scars
making the room mess like Jupiter or mars
I remember the sandwiches chocolates and chips
get together and their photos and video clips
I can't forget the people we faced
scooty in the streets running like some race
fighting with sandles, spoons or knife
I will love you the most always in my life
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