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Black hair, blue eyes, paper skin
And it looks like you've been drawing on it
I'll cry and weep if you do it again
Because it's my fault, I swear it
I tried to help you baby girl
I really tried with all my might
But you clearly don't want to be helped
And I'm still fool enough to fight
I promise I'll be with you
Right until the very end
But don't think that you, of all people
Would be better off dead
You're in doubt, I know
I've been to this place before
But before you shut me out
Let me tell you more
The pain is temporary
Yes, the memories are cruel
But those who fight with courage
Are sure to suffer battle wounds
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