I’ve said goodbye, set it all on fire, gotta let it go just let it go I’m breaking free, from these memories, gotta let it go, just let it go Oh there isn’t one, thing left to say, I’m sorry it’s too late The echoes are gone in the hall, but I still remember, the pain of December ![]() Love that once hung on the wall, used to mean something, but now it means nothing
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