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Well I can't stand to look at you now, this revelation's out of my hands
Still I can't bear the thought of you now, this complication's leaving me scared
Stay when you think you want me, pray when you need advice
Hey, keep your sickness off me, trying to get through
Blame all your weakness on me, shame that I'm so contrite
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