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I still don't have the reason,
and
you don't have the time.
And it really makes me wonder
if I ever gave a fuck about you.

Give me something to believe in,
beacuse I don't believe in you anymore.
And you talk about you're feeling,
but I don't believe it's true anymore.
I wonder if it even makes a
difference to cry.
So this is goodbye.

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