Every thought, every word
is what I have to hide
All the things that I've felt
I must keep inside
I wish I could tell you
Let the truth spill out
I wish I could say
All these things
I've found out
i thought silence was all
that I had to face
But now you're starting
to give me some space
Is it 'cause you think
I don't like you too?
Because that is the farthest thing from the truth...
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