Turn back
Who can afford gold brick of truth
Denial-that's what I hate
What I've got
My fault
It was my fault
And now your turn
Take some pictures on my face
Any grace
No, not a chance
Your advance
You ask
What did I do, what makes things bad
It's easy- misunderstand but pure love
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