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If you turn the pages of the past |
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You'll often find a story without an ending |
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No 'Amen' to say it's over |
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All you have is a name you would rather forget |
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But it isn't over yet |
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Not when you've built your castle out of barricades |
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To guard against the fools you beat so long ago |
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Long before you even knew they were fools |
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But even longer since you saw a god in anyone |
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And for such an independent soul |
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You sure wanted to believe in someone else |
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Can you blame them that you hate them? |
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Smirking girl, you ask too much |
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Who said anyone would show you the way? |
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Who said anyone would care what you'll do someday? |
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You're all alone here |
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You can't buy what isn't there |
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You're all alone here |
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You can't change what isn't fair |
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How obstinate you are |
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You can't forgive them |
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All they did was make you cry |
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On every day that passed you by |
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How wise they were to know you didn't like them |
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How foolish they should have to ask you why |