Those glares, I've been there before
Hunting someone you hated the most
Now, why are those looking at me?
Have I done something wrong?
Every time I saw you, You wear those sweet smiles
But I know deep inside
You hated me, crying every night,
Hoping I was dead
I know.. I know..
because I've been there before
Haunted by your lover
When will you forgive me?
Tell me, When will you stop?
With those threatening eyes
and Intimidating aura
When will this end.
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