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Damaged goods, which I've must misunderstood, the thought of the look, never can compromise what's buried underneath, the memories is harder to sleep, harder than often, that the damage goods was spoiled rotten, atmosphere was soft like cotton, enemies that which she decieved to see that she never believed, back anf forth and still getting no where, you tell me you love me, but what do that really means
When your actions shows lack of progress, the church you chosen not to repent, the mirror is the only one you up against, that picture, the picture of you, that says not a thousand but a billion of shattered dreams, that you cannot not redeem so you blame me, well, at least you have to blame it on somebody, when the thooughts of you lied to
We have to cherish the selective moments in time, the past fast forward to future, so you thought the image of you was a graphic computer, agruing which never met an areement, the dreams you set sailed on a low speed, the dreams we have together matched more and more apart, the start we seen eye to eye, then this approaching with the lie
Don't cry, which there is no need to apologize, sometime that when we realize that the relationship was a failer, the blame don't mean you and I, we just had different ambitions, then that lead us to different envisions, deaf chosen not to listen, so my mission, that we got to leave your kissing, to follow the money of the pension,
Not thinking about the future as if you going to died tomorrow, staying alive is what follows, now the future is even more hollow, I got to borrow some success, but I will never give it back so is that stealing, don't get sidetrack, the ambitions is what you lack, in fact, the thoughts of me, which brings the thoughts of you, we both lose and abused, to become misunderstood, YOU ARE DAMAGED GOODS
RHONE
