December
Monday 27 October 2008 photo 2/3
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So what would you think of me now?
So lucky, so strong, so proud
I never said thank you for that
Now I'll never have a chance.
My tears run down like razorblades
And no, I'm not the one to blame
It's you ' or is it me?
And all the words we never say
Come out and now we're all ashamed
And there's no sense in playing games
When you've done all you can do.
So lucky, so strong, so proud
I never said thank you for that
Now I'll never have a chance.
My tears run down like razorblades
And no, I'm not the one to blame
It's you ' or is it me?
And all the words we never say
Come out and now we're all ashamed
And there's no sense in playing games
When you've done all you can do.
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