Now the questions fill my ears,
What is there left to hear,
Knowing all I need to know,
Now things just need to show,
Where are those who promised to be here,
Their painful lies open me with a tear,
How about the person who promised never to let go,
Each lie makes the pain go away slow,
Is it worth defending now,
My pitiful life some how,
What makes me who I am,
How do I know its not a sham,
Can't I just give in,
To declare that I'm done within,
But I know I can,
And here I go,
I give in!
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