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i stand and stare at my script,
he doesnt like that its you i picked.
He's here telling me i have to rehearse, i say that i love you making things worse.
Daddy doesnt approve but i dont care, its a dangerous, secret love affair.
Now your holding me tight not letting go, but i have to leave this we both know.
You say one last kiss thats all you need, but when i look back up your radiating greed.
Maybe he was right that your not a good guy, maybe i should have listened and told you goodbye.
But now i'm afraid its much too late, i look in your eyes, i see only hate.
and i try with all my stregnth to push you away, but you are going to make me stay.
Now i'm trapped at the mercy of your will, "not a sound, not a whimper, not a peep, not a shrill."
i dare say no, i cannot refuse, it looks like tonight, i'm going to lose.





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