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| Can I really trust you? Is this life real? I can hardley breathe I can hardley feel The paranoia consumes me It's like I'm waiting for the day For you to turn against me And for me to walk away Part of me is trusting but it's hard for me to choose There's a battle going on inside my head Which side is going to lose? Some days you're my best friend But you are so complex Because some days I think you hate me I never know what's coming next Someday I'll know the truth Someday I'll understand Are you really my true friend? Or will you turn against me once again? |
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