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Mind games
Why do you play with my mind, like a game that you have just found
My head is full of secrets, lies and betrayel
Why would you make me cry to where i want to die
You can read my thoughts like its a book of ease
You take me for granted like i'm sick and demented
If i were a book my pages are torn and frayed, But you continue to make me your slave
But watch out for the day when i take all my hate and end all this pain,
at last i will be in peace, My heart pure once again without your tortured love that i have had to take
I will be able too fly free from this earth like a dove and have some peace from the world above
My head is full of secrets, lies and betrayel
Why would you make me cry to where i want to die
You can read my thoughts like its a book of ease
You take me for granted like i'm sick and demented
If i were a book my pages are torn and frayed, But you continue to make me your slave
But watch out for the day when i take all my hate and end all this pain,
at last i will be in peace, My heart pure once again without your tortured love that i have had to take
I will be able too fly free from this earth like a dove and have some peace from the world above
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