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Conscience
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2002 I could
Write a million hateful things
About how you've made me feel
How I want you to feel
Like me
I think you take it for granted
That I don't hate you
I could
Maybe I should
But I've got too much conscience
I remember all the
Good things you said to me
All the moments you shared with me
Was it all an illusion
Did you feel nothing
Could that be possible when I felt so much
That the joy in my heart made it hard to breathe
I thought when you took my hand
You wanted to be holding it
Or was it just an obligation
Or out of habit
You should of told me
From the start
That you felt like that
Because you just lead me on
Let me fall in love
With no intentions of returning that
And I could hate you
For what you've made me feel
Sorry for myself
But I've got too much conscience
