do you want to know what this has done to me?
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the rage pours down into pools of grieving
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and your smiles turn to leprosy
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turn to sickness spread into your hearts
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and the pain sinks roots which smother all
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but have borne a seedling - a life of hatred and distrust
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for you lied in ways. . . you never should have spoken
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your acceptance conditional
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your honesty with fingers crossed behind my back
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become the blade that stabs me over and over and over and over again
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this time the betrayal is forever
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this time will have been the last time
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i believe
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to have given my self away
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but now there is a new me
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so proud to be the hating tree
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my arms out-stretched - they will withstand most anything
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now there is a new me
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so sad to be the hating tree
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as an offering i gave my self
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the madness and the laughter
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insight
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a love so full
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and a mirror that once told me to believe again
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now cries with me for the loss
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i know too well
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and the pain sinks roots which smother all
|
but have borne a seedling - a life of hatred and distrust
|
for you lied in ways. . . you never should have spoken
|
your acceptance conditional
|
your honesty with fingers crossed behind my back
|
become the blade that stabs me over and over and over and over again
|
|
but this time the betrayal is forever
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this time will have been the last time
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i believe
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to have given my self away
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now there is a new me
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so proud to be the hating tree
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my arms out-stretched - they will withstand most everything
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now there is a new me
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so sad to be the hating tree
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the hating tree
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| Autumn |
