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You, who stole my solitude |
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and expelled me into this mood |
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-Who permitted you to intrude |
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so unelegant and rude? |
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You, who haunt me all day long |
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who make me write this song |
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of how you've done me wrong |
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You, who stole my solitude |
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the most precious thing I owned |
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I never will forgive you |
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You, who barricade my streets |
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who leave me no retreat |
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who haunt me in my sleep |
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and bitter what I eat |
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You, |
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-Say what did you expect? |
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for a person who's infected |
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my association paths |
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-Did you expect a lovesong? |
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You, who stole my solitude |
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the most precious thing I owned |
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I never will forgive you |