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Don't start,
I don't want to fight. I'll amend this even if it's tough. When you want to give in, You have to hold on And hold yourself up. Kara, Atleast I knew Better of you this time around. So vain of you To make an enemy Out of me next time around. What can I say? We both know it's better this way. You'll see, Or I just hope you will. You can't go on if I go on. You blame it all on me, But still I hold on And hold for days passed. Kara, Atleast I knew Better of you this time around. So vain of you To make an enemy Out of me next time around. Lay light, Lay softly on this day, Breathe through the coldest Chill a woman can bring. Kara, Atleast I knew Better of you this time around. So bad of you To make an enemy Out of me this time around. Kara, what can I say? The more I love you The more you fade away...
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