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At times, I think you served injustice |
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Sometimes I take it, blessing alone |
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At times, I feel so disserviced |
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Other times, I thank God alone |
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Was it a gift of independence |
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To find my own self as a whole? |
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But mostly I think you were selfish |
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Not knowin' these answers at all |
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Which one was it? Whichever it shall be |
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Which one was it? To be kind or displease? |
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I really wanna know it |
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With silence, I'm not free |
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Which one was it? |
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But now, in a flash, I realize experience, wisdom to know |
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Did this myself to conquer the worm of your cavernous soul |
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Which one was it? Whichever it shall be |
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Which one was it? To be kind or displease? |
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I really wanna know it |
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With silence, I'm not free |
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Can I let go of it? |
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Can you answer truthfully? |
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Don't you remember? |
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You never did answer me |
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Left to interpret alone |
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Don't you remember? |
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I never got an answer |
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Can I try to resolve? |
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I really wanna know it |
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With silence, I'm not free |
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Can I let go of it? Can you answer truthfully? |
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But now, in a flash, I realize experience, wisdom to know |
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Did this myself to conquer the worm of your cavernous soul |
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Which one was it? Now I really don't care |
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Which one was it? I hope I never ask that question again |
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Which one was it? Now I really don't care |
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Which one was it? I hope I never ask that question again |
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I really wanna know it |
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With silence, I'm not free |
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Can I let go of it? Can you answer truthfully? |
