I don't know why, I went missing
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It could have been the call of night
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It could have been a change of mind.
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I don't know why, I went missing
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And though lost I found myself
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Where I had been all the time.
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When the clock chimes I shall be gone
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But judge not the action but what went wrong
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I'm no saint but I'm no sinner
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That's one of the reasons why, I went missing.
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Took me off to somewhere nice
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a night at half bored in paradise.
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There's plenty more I could have kissed
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And those who wanted it - I could of resist
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But I blamed myself for this out of town kissing
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I made up an excuse of why I went missing.
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But truth as in fiction is sometimes strained
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And love and contradiction have a part to play
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I once blamed myself now I blame you
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Why I went missing is a fictional truth.
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WHY I WENT MISSING
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