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The Cursed One (but your pain undoes your wrong).
Somewhere in the city, you walk,
without really knowing where you're going.
You reconsider your life, so soon.
You count the people you've already betrayed,
How many people to whom you've already lied,
How many people you've already made suffer.
And of the bottom of your remorse,
You still like him (her),
And you are a prisoner of your secret,
But your pain undoes your wrong, but your pain undoes your wrong,
but your pain undoes your wrong.
You don't feel good in yourself,
You cry, without so much as to ever be comforted.
They laugh behind your back.
Let it go.
You feel alone in this millionaire's city.
They laugh behind your back.
And in the end what can it achieve?
And you smile at everyone, and you smile at everyone.
But your pain undoes your wrong, but your pain undoes your wrong,
but your pain undoes your wrong.
Poor cursed one,
as your life must be a comedy.
Poor cursed one,
as your life must be a long night.
Poor cursed one.
Something in your life, has gone.
You no longer know what to think.
You don't have that spark of genius anymore.
You don't have that spark of life anymore.
You don't feel good in yourself, tonight.
Suddenly you don't like your image anymore,
and from the bottom of your shame,
you smile at everybody.
You are a prisoner of your secret.
But your pain undoes your wrong, but your pain undoes your wrong,
but your pain undoes your wrong, but your pain undoes your wrong.
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