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Here I am confused. So unsure of where I stand. Consumed by emptiness. Sick of being used by this world. When will it end? This game I play with you. When will I stop to pretend? And go Standing on a black line. The misery breaks my heart. Deep down inside, I know. I can't go on living this way. When will it end? This game I play with you. When will I stop to pretend? And go follow you. I have not forgotten your whispering voice. Or the sweetness of your presence.
Here I am confused. So unsure of where I stand. Consumed by emptiness. Sick of being used by this world. When will it end? This game I play with you. When will I stop to pretend? And go Standing on a black line. The misery breaks my heart. Deep down inside, I know. I can't go on living this way. When will it end? This game I play with you. When will I stop to pretend? And go follow you. I have not forgotten your whispering voice. Or the sweetness of your presence.