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I Asked For It Again
It's nice to see that when things get rough
Living a dream so long as I please you
Tell me to talk, but you'll only perceive me.
You cut me deep, I'm forbidden to bleed.
Bleeding inside, from the shards of romance.
"Cut it out, babe, stop feeling so crappy.
I always thought you were too high above me
Like deja vu, it's almost traditional,
Crazy for you, like I was way back then. |
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