| You are too weak, too weak to say
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| Too weak to show what you’re thinking
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| Jealousy rules your life and your lies
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| Penetrate me
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| Nobody knows what you really think
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| Won’t understand the secret pain you feel
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| Velvet words hidden dusty grounds
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| Embrace the mind, causing wounds
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| The final day, the day of truth
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| Before I would lose self respect
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| The final day, the final lie
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| I enjoy the pain for the last time
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| To forget and hart to accept
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| I remember moments we were close together
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| This final thought is turning into grey
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| The final pain, the final day
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| The final day, a day of grief
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| I don’t know what I should believe
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| What I’ve learnt from the past:
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| Never say never, it changes too fast
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| To forget and try to accept and banishing
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| Our memories we shared
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| This final thought repeats again and again
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| This final day, an everlasting pain |