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I think I'm losing. |
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Is it too late for me? |
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I thought, |
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I always thought |
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I'd make it through. |
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I'm asking you, why? |
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Is it too late for me? |
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Your answers never clear or maybe it's just me. |
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I never took the time. |
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It's something that |
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I see now. |
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And I know that you tried but something always held me back. |
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Every time, something always held me back. |
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I can't say |
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I'm proud. |
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You always seem to know. |
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Some how I know you understand everything about me. |
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How could it even matter? |
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I wish I could say the same thing for myself. |
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The day is almost over, and |
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I'm lost. |
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I lost another day. |
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Make a way. |
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I won't fade. |
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I'll never fade. |