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I see now, through my hazed eyes,

What these people mean through thier lies

They lie to help my disguarded life

All the time I thought it trife

I should have listened sooner

I guess I am a bad chooser

Well I will listen now

No matter how

I have learned my lesson hard

But is a lesson not to faintly reguard

I will go now without spreading the blame

I will life with disgusting shame