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Slowly. |
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Let me take you down my life. |
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To make you learn about the facts, there's not so many, you won't fall. |
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And if you do I'll pick you up. |
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If all the world could see me for who I am, there would be no more panic. |
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If all the world could forgive and just forget, I wouldn't mind to carry on. |
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But you put me down, just down. |
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You hate me. |
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You dislike all that I am. |
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You pull my arms, you stretch my legs, about to break, i can not take this any more. |
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Quiet. |
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Been kept shut way for many years. |
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Depressive thoughts are kept inside. |
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And my old pal the inner fear is living better than ever. |
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A life well spent would have no clue, but I can feel my every cell. |
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There's someone out there telling tales, about my private hell. |
