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Part of me
If faith is the thing,
That should always hold true,
Why is it so hard,
To keep my faith in you?
I used to know you...
You used to know,
How to walk,
And which way you should go.
You used to know who you were,
Now I'm not so sure,
sometimes I wonder,
If your heart is still impure.
We used to be the same person,
Now we've grown apart,
Still sharing one body,
While I have all the heart.
Maybe you'll leave one day,
Perhaps you already did,
Maybe I've finally lost,
The part of me I've hated since I was a kid.
That should always hold true,
Why is it so hard,
To keep my faith in you?
I used to know you...
You used to know,
How to walk,
And which way you should go.
You used to know who you were,
Now I'm not so sure,
sometimes I wonder,
If your heart is still impure.
We used to be the same person,
Now we've grown apart,
Still sharing one body,
While I have all the heart.
Maybe you'll leave one day,
Perhaps you already did,
Maybe I've finally lost,
The part of me I've hated since I was a kid.
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