| Clear
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I hate the
way you come to close
And i don't like your moods anymore
You make me feel so passive cheap flattery
You think i like it when you touch me, no no
Intimidate indirectly pretend otherwise
Clear like a brightly lit crystal chandelier
There's no tomorrow
You're not here, where you want to be in my heart
There's no tomorrow
It was getting sweeter never holier
You abused her, things were not in place
And my waking hours just came early enough
And now i want you stay away from me.
Try to listen to my plea
Goodbye
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