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How Was I Supposed To Know
Here is where I lie,
Underneath the broken sky
I look up into the last star
Just makes me wanna cry
And every day of my life
I'm done with being empty
Everything I do is useless
You go on living your mistery
How was I supposed to know
That this is how it was gonna be?
How was I supposed to see
That all you wanna do is destroy me?
Every day I see your face
Every day I want to run away
Every day you see my cry in pain
Every day; I wish I was gone today
How was I supposed to know
That this is how it was gonna be?
How was I supposed to see
That all you wanna do is destroy me?
Look up into the broken sky
Look into that single star...
How was I supposed to know
That this is how it was gonna be?
How was I supposed to see
That all you wanna do is destroy me?
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