"The truth is hiding in your eyes,
And it's hanging on your tongue,
Just boiling in my blood,
But you think that i cant see.
What kind of man that you are?
If your man at all,
I will figure this one out.
On my own...
(Screaming i love you so)
On my own...
(My thoughts you cant decode)"
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