Years I’ve lost, living this lie, so what’s the cost, to recreate time? And if she remembers me, it’s just a bad memory, deep inside regret, it’s better if she forgets, and loses me once again, the years have grown, my guilt stands still, my tears un sewn, myself to kill, and if she remembers me, it’s just a bad memory, deep inside regret, it’s better if she forgets, and loses me once again, in a bad memory.
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