| Are they saying goodbye
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| Or is it just like before
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| Could it be that I, made him love her more
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| Does he course upon my face
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| Do I symbolise this grace
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| Could it be that I, made him love her more
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| Well I refuse to go to deeper I choose to go blind
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| This trouble just shouldn’t be mine
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| But it’s confusing my existence, it’s contruding my mind
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| I guess this trouble is also mine
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| So I course upon his face
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| He’s a symbol of my own mistakes
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| Could it be that she makes me love him more
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| I aaaaah oaaaaah
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| Well I refuse to go to deeper I choose to go blind
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| This trouble just shouldn’t be mine
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| But it’s confusing my existence, it’s contruding my mind
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| I guess this trouble is also aaaaooooh
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| I refuse to go to deeper I choose to go blind
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| This trouble just shouldn’t be mine
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| But it’s confusing my existence, it’s contruding my mind
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| I guess this trouble, this trouble, this trouble is also mine. |