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Look at you now, pathetic and weak

Slowly walking down on loser street

Bound to live your life without dignity

Self-inflicted misery



Trust is something that you earn

Deceit from trust is what I've learned



What you have is what I gave

I made you what you are

Is this the thanks that I get

Broken trust, a permanent scar

True colors

Transparent, I see through you



Who cares about old times

Who cares anymore

I'm just waiting for the right time

To even the score

Once you're gone and out of my way

You'll see my life was not so grey

Trust is something that you ear

Deceit from trust is what I've learned



What you have is what I gave

I made you what you are

Is this the thanks that I get

Broken trust, a permanent scar

True colors



Transparent, I see through you

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