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It’s not the tree that forsakes the flower
But the flower that forsakes the tree
Someday I’ll learn to love these scars
Still fresh from the red-hot blade of your words
…How blind can you be, don’t you see … that the gambler lost all he does not have…
Did you ever hear what I told you
Did you ever read what I wrote you
Did you ever listen to what we played
Did you ever let in what the world said
Did we get this far just to feel your hate
Did we play to become only pawns in the game
How blind can you be, don’t you see
You chose the long road but we’ll be waiting
Bye bye beautiful!..
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