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Tell me this, could it be suddenly, |
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I'm not like |
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I once used to be, and |
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I was all that |
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I had, which wasn't all much in the end and this head, this heart, was breaking apart by the start, so long, im gone |
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If this wasn't your plan, what was it then, to leave me like this, |
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I can't understand the point of all that you've done with your time, in pictures your mine lift your head, out of bed and realize, that everything else is a lie, and when you wake will you say, "what was i doing that day" did you know when you go, there is nothing here left of me, did you know when you go, you take everything |
