What I want to convey this piece, even if it's forced?
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It doesn't change much from long ago, right?
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The lyrics that are hard to read, the background...
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I said that I'd support you
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Over and over again, almost arrogantly,
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But I have to make sure that I don't learn the lack of weight that words have too late.
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Before you throw me away, I want you to take me seriously more than anything,
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So let me borrow this place on the page and scream,
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"I really do love you."
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The reason that the snow is cold is because my hand is hotter than other peoples'.
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It's so that when my hand holds yours, it will draw out the words of, "It's so warm."
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That I fawn on your whenever we talk?
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The feelings I want you to believe in in this limited time, either.
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As if I'm looking for hidden lies in the song you give me,
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The truth always flies into the air, but it can't overcome the sky.
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So if the path you chose is getting in your way, you should quit and everything will be fixed?
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That's not right, right?
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Then, to whom do these feelings go to?
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Before you lose passion for me, I want you to take me seriously more than anything,
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So let me borrow this place on the page and scream,
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"I really do love you."
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You send me off with a, "See you later" and a smile.
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Even if there isn't a next time,
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With my usual attitude until the end,
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I want to stay as the me that you admired.
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