What I feel, what I think it is purely negative
Once you pushed me down to fall
I felt betrayed, I felt alone
It's such a pleasure to meet you here again
Since you denied me I turned out mean
I wasn't really, I had to be
It's such a pleasure
And as the time goes by I see regret penetrating your mind
With your eyes downcast, crying, glad to see your gray pride's dying
So many years and a wide lake of tears
So many years for my wounds to be cured by your bloody tears
Stay away, away from me
A giver never again will be
It's such a pleasure
Since you denied me I turned out mean
I felt betrayed and still I feel
It's such a pleasure
And as the time goes by
So many years and a lake full of
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