A source of anger.
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A source of need.
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A kind of raging.
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Sudden I cant see.
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He walks on past me.
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I follow close and let
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the fear inside him flow.
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A sense of reason,
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a sense of aim created this.
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Created the pain.
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Put down his payment
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to run away,
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the truth and honor combine to make
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The same mistakes.
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I make the same mistakes again.
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Leave it on the table.
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Leave it up to him.
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Leave it on the table.
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Leave it up to him.
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A sense of reason,
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a sense of aim created this.
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Created the pain.
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Put down his payment
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to run away.
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Truth and honor combine to make
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the same mistakes again.
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You make the same mistakes again.
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You make the same mistakes again.
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Same Mistake
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| Unbelievable Truth |
