What is it?
You don't mind or you just simply don't care?
or it's me being over-sensitive??
I always be in denial
The more I trust you, the more I suspect you
The more I need you, the more I stay away from you
I know you are good, but I can't stop my mind whispering bad things about you
The more you close to perfection, the more I want to ruin the image
In simple words, the more I love you, the more I hate you...
Cause you made me fall
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