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I pushed everything aside,took worries, painted them with pridebut you'll see it fade graduallyback to what I do not mean{{ Don't- talk to meI won't- be interestingthe words I sang to you In my headare silent now, but meant to be said }}I'm afraid I cannot say this now, though bothering,it's better off in questioningyou're not the only one fooled by what's been-what's been happening From Letras Mania