i feel like...you seem to make everything right,
but i know it might not mean a thing to you.
yes, you smart ass, you know everything.
but me, i don't know a thing about whats on your mind.
you anticipate me,
but i can only guess.
and i don't wanna make the same mistakes again.
maybe i'm too paranoid to give myself any hope.
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