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Have I failed us again, my dear? |
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By saying things that were untrue? |
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Dodging things that needed doing |
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And this damage I have done |
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Is now becoming way too much for me to undo |
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I should have changed my ways when you warned me |
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When the sky turned grey with a promise of rain |
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Sweet wine into the river. I'll decline |
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Yet another try to make good on a promise I made |
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Keep it safe for a single day |
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I have failed you again, dear friend |
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No curse reversed. I'm still unreserved |
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All white lies in a line of many |
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Out for blood, have formed an army |
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If the first step is indeed the hardest |
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(It's a leap of faith) |
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There is a chance I may actually rise above this |
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(It's fighting chance) |
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A final chance to redeem myself |
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I'm way too skilled in deception |
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I'm all too prone to indiscretion |
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Yet again I'll try to make good on a promise I made |
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It's a promise I made at the break of a brand new day |
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It's a promise I may well break before the end of the day |
