but for some reason you see it in your heart to do nothing for me
What is it that you can't see?
So blind to the ways of giving
what are your thoughts on living?
I had a stepping stone for you for every step
You had it made
Must have been afraid
You didn't try hard enough
You like to pretend you are tough
I think I have said enough
Look at you now
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