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Everyone needs an outlet, a place where they can let go. This is mine...
I'll disarm you with a smile, But don't worry, it'll soon fade...
I can't try to hold on to you, When all I receive is a chance to be deceived...
Memories whisper to me, Haunting each of my dreams...
You're like peroxide- Trying to ease the pain but you only sting me more...