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Secondhand Serenade


“It seems all of these words couldn't be further from the truthHow did I get here? What did I do?Your eyes, telling me liesAnd making me find myselfWhile you have your agenda, a life to pursueSo please,Let me be free from you.And please, let me be freeI can face the truth.I'm blind to all of your colorsThat used to be rainbow thenMy eyes, where did they go to?Why disappear?It's hard to be all aloneI never got through your disguiseI guess I'll just go, and face all my fear”
Secondhand Serenade
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