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You always seem to give me another try

I'm staring out into the night,
Trying to hide the pain.
I'm going to the place where love
And feeling good don't ever cost a thing.
And the pain you feel's a different kind of pain.

No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old.

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