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It all began one fateful day When you invited me your way All the secrets you shared with me If only from these memories, I could be free I know I’ll never be free From the thoughts of you in my head Yet now you mean nothing to me So you might as well be dead! Consumed by the pain you expressed To a younger age, I regressed An age full of pain and despair Yet you weren’t concerned with how much I cared I know I’ll never be free From the thoughts of you in my head Yet now you mean nothing to me So you might as well be dead! The final chapter was not written well As the bitterness does still dwell But now you’ll only get one thing from me Complete and utter apathy I know I’ll never be free From the thoughts of you in my head Yet now you mean nothing to me So you might as well be dead! |
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