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Shame on me, I should've known |
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But I'm afraid to be alone |
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When you're not right here |
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It's a bitter taste that I own |
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The pain in me only shows |
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I wasn't made to die alone |
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But you're not right here |
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It's a bitter taste that I have |
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It's not fair to justify |
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There's no getting out this time |
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There's no meaning to your end (so cold to me sometimes) |
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It's my place to question why |
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You're not getting out this time |
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With no meaning to your end (so cold to me sometimes) |
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You set the scene on your own |
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But I'm afraid it only shows |
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That you never cared |
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And I'm so sickened by it |
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We should be so unknown |
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I've got a picture frame that shows |
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No, you never cared |
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I saw your face in violence |
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Welcome change, I've heard enough and seen it all |
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Mold in me like clay |
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Simple shames, I've heard enough and seen it all |
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Mold in me like clay |