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Walk alone

I don’t know why I can’t handle it
I don’t know why you don’t see that
I don’t know why I’m trying to rip us apart
I don’t know why you’re trying to stop me
I don’t know why it hurts to stay here
I don’t know why I cry at night
I don’t know why you want to walk with me
But I do know I need to walk alone





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