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We Are a Tribe
It seems to me Too good to be true The you to me And me to you The world is shifting But not us two We’ve had a spat A time or two But here we are As good as new We go way back Like all the way I was a pest You wouldn’t play But even then we knew We were a team We weren’t alone By any means The older we grew The closer we became By this time, we knew We were one in the same And though there were times Over the years Our paths weren’t aligned We looked to our peers We made it back To me and you Got back on track As we were meant to do We balance each other The perfect duet We laugh at past lovers And more good times, yet You are the one Who already knows Any story worth telling You starred in the show A party of two Our VIP club Times we’ve lived through Things we both love This feels so cliche But you get my jokes It’s cheesy to say The milk to my oats I guess, what I mean Is something inside It cannot be seen Trust me, I’ve tried It has to be felt I can’t even describe You are my person We are a tribe
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