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Sweet conflict
I don’t want ash on my shoes
But I can’t run a million miles
To get over you
The truth isn’t fair
When you head’s in the dirt
But by now you can say
That your lessons been learnt
I can’t get wine on top of my lace
But I can’t risk everything
To get out of this place
Your lies,
Do you know that they hurt?
My heads in a mess
From when you pulled off my shirt
It was sweet conflict
From the things that aren’t right
And the consequences that come with it
