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Why must I do this to myself,
Crushed again, can’t even stand.
I think it started in the darkness,
Where my soul can confess.
Where do I turn to?
When I can’t trust you.
Where will I go?
When I don’t even know.
I feel I am blind, I could never see the light,
My eyes exist clouded, Hope not in Sight.
Now where to I turn.
What do I yearn.
Love is tragic, Hate is too.
I shouldn’t be here with you.
I don’t belong.
No more to the song.