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They're calling it a crime
You give yourself to it
Taking your love for lies
Subdued to fit their will
Off you go to your childhood home
Off you go but behind closed doors
This could be
A memory
Of mine
I never felt that fine
I'm never giving up
I'm always on your side
But now that's not enough
Slowly dying in this awkward room
Slowly dying, little did they know
This could be
A memory
Of mine
Where did I go wrong
I don't want to know
When did I go wrong
I don't want to know
