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| The Last Song You'll Ever Hear I contradict I'm a hypocrite and i don't care Cause everything you said And everything you've meant to me's so dead And so it seems you're far away from life Sending your little packages without regret So i retreat, while you think i'm crying for you Well i'm really sorry for you In these songs what you have said What a heart can only dread from their model And in the end, you believe that you'll affect me But you really just reject me You think you know me and my beliefs and ideas about you I think you should know This will be your last occurence of disturbance against my mind Getting bored of the substitute |
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