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The Problem
You tell me that things are "Okay,"
I'm thinking in my head, "No way,"
Every time you say, "It's Okay,"
You are really pushing me away.
I'm thinking in my head, "No way,"
Every time you say, "It's Okay,"
You are really pushing me away.
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