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A field with red roses
tell me you care about me
then leave me to rot
tell me you love me then pull my heart out
buy me red roses then tell me your mine
I can only see you in the rose color glasses
when you see in my heart you told me it was pure in fill with courage
But I knew it was a lie....
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