| I told my story to a friend
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| I knew we would comprehend
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| He knew me… and he take me from a fall
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| He was my voice of reason
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| Some pain inside my heart and said
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| That’s suppposed to hurt you know
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| What did done is shame
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| Good thing that you left when the right time came
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| That’s supposed to hurt you know
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| Betrayal has no grain
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| Release the pain your livin' move on to a better place
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| I felt comfort, he got my back, stood strong within my corner
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| I was disolusioned with my life
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| Had to get it all in order
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| Mind the way, again he said
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| That’s suppposed to hurt you know
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| What did done is shame
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| Good thing that you left when the right time came
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| That’s supposed to hurt you know
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| Betrayal has no grain
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| Release the pain your livin' move on to a better place
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| I had been told he gave me strength to fight the fires around me
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| Help was his middle name, through my words he saw my pain
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| And he said to me again
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| That’s suppposed to hurt you know
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| What did done is shame
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| Good thing that you left when the right time came
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| That’s supposed to hurt you know
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| Betrayal has no grain
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| Release the pain your livin' move on to a better place x2 |