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by joe-morris

I know you're sick of me Bright colors of the rainbow And I see black Why think of the good When I'm so good at seeing the bad Tell me you love me Just so I can say you're lying Stop telling me the truth We both know I won't believe you Why won't I fucking believe you?
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