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Lacrymosa
Out on your own
cold and alone again
can this be what you really wanted, baby?
Blame it on me
set your guilt free
nothing can hold you back now
Now that you're gone
I feel like myself again
grieving the things I can't repair and willing ...
to let you blame it on me
and set your guilt free ...
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