"Is it cruel or kind not to speak my mind and lie to you, rather than hurt you?
I'll confess all of my sins after several large gins but still I'll hide from you, I'll hide what's inside from you.
I hear alarm bells ring when you say your heart still sings when you're with me, oh darling please forgive me...
I no longer hear the music...
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