born in to pain and hurt
growing in pain and hurt
living in pain and hurt
sleeping in pain and hurt
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every day your away
every time i think about it
every time i hear your name
every time i go where we have been
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if im never to see you agien
if im never to hear you
if im never to have you hold me
then why do i live
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its in my blood
but it wont leave
finally im coming down
all i want to do is cry
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addiction i know what it is
i have felt the hardest of them all
they are nothing to me
i throw them aside
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you have dated me before
it never lasted
you ask me agien
and i cant say no
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you called me
begging for forgivness
im not ready for that yet
so i tell you not to call or write
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my love makes me bleed
my love makes me lie
my love more then any thing makes me want to die
your so close yet so far
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why am i the last to hear?
why am i the last to see?
everyone knows more then me
and its me they know about
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who are they to tell me im wrong?
who are they to tell me no?
who are they to tell me you are not real?
who are they to tell me to give up?
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