Trust Isn't Easy
Trust Isn't True
A Little Bit Sleazy
To Both Me And You
For We Are Just Flowers
We Are Just Human
Knowing Some Hurts Me
Time And Again
Low And Behold
Tight And Secure
We Grasp At The Old
Escape From The Lure
But Then To Entice
It Looks Very Nice
Should I, I Must
Huh, A Matter Of Trust...
Oh Well, What The....
I Don't Know
Which The Way
Or Where To Go
Fast Of Slow
Far Or Near
You'll Never Know
If You Never Go...
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