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I've planned out the future in my head,
but it won't turn out right;
I'm trying so hard to break down the wall,
and be with you, tonight.
Do you remember the spring before we met, 'cause I don't, I don't.
My whole memory's full of you, just like you're full of yourself.
Mixtapes are for lovers, mixtapes are for lovers;
and this one will always take me back to summer, oh that summer.
Mixtapes are for lovers, mixtapes are for lovers;
I'll never love another like I love you, and your mixtape.
You have me ready to do things,
I know I'm not ready for;
If it weren't for the wall in the way,
I'd already've gone through the door.
Do you remember the spring before we met, 'cause I don't, I don't.
I'm just you're messed up lie, and you're so full of yourself.
Mixtapes are for lovers, mixtapes are for lovers;
and this one will always take me back to summer, oh that summer.
Mixtapes are for lovers, mixtapes are for lovers;
I'll never love another like I love you, and your mixtape.
Do you remember the spring before we met, 'cause I don't, I don't.
My whole memory's full of you, just like you're full of yourself.
Mixtapes are for lovers, mixtapes are for lovers;
and this one will always take me back to summer, oh that summer.
Mixtapes are for lovers, mixtapes are for lovers;
I'll never love another like I love you, and your mixtape.
Mixtapes are for lovers, mixtapes are for lovers;
and this one will always take me back to summer, oh that summer.
Mixtapes are for lovers, mixtapes are for lovers;
I'd only go undercover for this love, and your mixtape.
(This is written as a song.)
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