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by Betsy

Hiding from the world
Sheltered from this life
Can�t believe it
Everything once real
Just all lies
�Baby, I think you�re great�
You don�t know me,
How could I fall for it?
Decided again
There�s a reason to stay
Sheltered and secured.
Never listen to anything
Besides what I want
Nothing good ever comes
From these people�s lips
Just lies
How can I trust again?


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