So many times you'd like to just leave behind.
But there's no way out, no way out.
In my eyes, I see what you get.
You take a chance you get regret.
There's no round about way or way out.
There's nothing to talk about.
Toying with thge idea that you'd never get caught.
Caught red handed, now you're branded.
And now you're gone, what went wrong.
I'll remain here, I'll carry on.
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