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The clock strikes one my heart skips a beat
The sound of the bells brings me to my feet
I swallow my spit and also my pride
It's time to break free no longer must I hide
It's time to come clean there's no other way
He already knows so why must I say
He's seen what I've done and heard what I said
I wish that these voices would just leave my head
I thought it was done but it's falling apart
It all ended before it could start.





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