| You, who stole my solitude
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| And expelled me into this mood
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| -Who permitted you to intrude
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| So unelegant and rude?
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| You, who haunt me all day long
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| Who make me write this song
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| Of how you’ve done me wrong
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| You, who stole my solitude
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| The most precious thing I owned
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| I never will forgive you
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| You, who barricade my streets
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| Who leave me no retreat
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| Who haunt me in my sleep
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| And bitter what I eat
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| You
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| -Say what did you expect?
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| For a person who’s infected
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| My association paths
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| -Did you expect a lovesong?
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| You, who stole my solitude
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| The most precious thing I owned
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| I never will forgive you |