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Should I tell? Should I not? What should I do? I’m so confused. I sit here now, Telling you this, Because once long ago, I had bliss. But times have changed, That’s the truth. If you want to be hanged, Be my guest. Until death do us part, Was never the way. He said it’d last forever, But his lies made him pay. Confused, dazed, I don’t know what to do. Dazed, confused, Why should I tell you? |
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