| What I feel, what I think it is purely negative
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| Once you pushed me down to fall
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| I felt betrayed, I felt alone
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| It’s such a pleasure to meet you here again
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| Since you denied me I turned out mean
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| I wasn’t really, I had to be
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| It’s such a pleasure
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| And as the time goes by I see regret penetrating your mind
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| With your eyes downcast, crying, glad to see your gray pride’s dying
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| So many years and a wide lake of tears
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| So many years for my wounds to be cured by your bloody tears
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| Stay away, away from me
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| A giver never again will be
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| It’s such a pleasure
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| Since you denied me I turned out mean
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| I felt betrayed and still I feel
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| It’s such a pleasure
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| And as the time goes by
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| So many years and a lake full of |