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Leave

Far from these hateful eyes
No more phoney disguise
Land where they rule no more
No more being unsure

Sprout wings, fly away
Leave this horrid place
As I fly, I will find
No more them, no more lies

I will take you far from here
Then, me and you, will have
Nothing to fear
We don't need them, we need no one
But ourselves

Love is all I need
But, yet, they can't see
How we need each other
How we want one another

I want you so bad
Nothing matters after that

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