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but, i cannot forgive you for bringing me up this way,
maybe i'll fall asleep in his arms,
maybe he'll write me another song,
but maybe i'll wake up lonely.

farwell my black balloon

the world will have it way no matter what.

alas i cannot swim

there's a life across the river that was ment for me, but i don't see why i should please thoose who will never be pleased