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رد: لَسْتُ بِغَريِبَة اَلأَطْوارْ ,, وَ لًكنّيٍ مٌخْتًلِفًة ㄨ
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The truth is hiding in your eyes
And it's hanging on your tongue
Just boiling in my blood
But you think that I can't see
What kind of man that you are
If you're a man at all
Well, I will figure this one out
on my own
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