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So many people have used meSo many people have lied
so many people have bruised me
As I brush the tears from my eye
Someday you will need someone
and hopefully you'll understand
that all the battles you mirthlessly won
through this one you just could not stand
I wish I could say I would laugh as you cry
as all the times you had to me
But I wouldnt just stand and let you die
For it isn't right, you see
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