I don't think I trust you anymore.
The way you keep on looking at the door.
I know it's getting harder to resist.
(...)
Do you still need, what you thought you left behind.
Is it all my fault, that we're right back here again.
Can you still see, what you thought you learned to hide.
Will you close your eyes, when it's smarter to pretend.
It's time for me to fly away.
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