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The only analysis that they won’t finger print

Is the cloak-and-dagger that I will carry to my grave

I have placed my confidence in you

But I am not all that you trust

Soon you shall divulge all

   

 

Alas I shall be the last to know

Like a boomerang the trust chain has landed back on me

Boo you hit an run

Soon my song will turn to none but shame

What is love if there is no trust?

How can I bank on trust when we can trust many?

Who gave me da right to keep some issues to myself?

 

 

People talk like I spoke with ‘em

In their speech they stripped me nude

But I refuse to swallow ma self-importance

For just like ‘em I have unclothed issues

But I swear not to embrace the humiliation nor communicate

Because I choose to love you deeply

Baby ma love is here for the takin’

   

I shall box none but regret to my dump

For I have been sober but still divulged an’ betrayed your trust!  

 

 

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