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6d
we can change the weather, if you want it to yourself
you're so cold and heartless, it already feels like hell

always screaming at me, from like you're up in a tree
is it any wonder why, that i am ready to leave

can you not see? this dark cloud, over me
it hangs around, when you put me down
you act like a goddess, treat me like a clown

starving for change. i hope that it rains
i pray it drowns out, your princess parade

you wasted my time, toyed with my mind
everything was yours. was something mine?

all that you say, means nothing today
oh, i didn't tell you, ya, i left yesterday
Craig Strong
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Craig Strong  48/M/United States
(48/M/United States)   
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