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She's a rebel, she's a saint, She's a salt
of the earth, and she's dangerous.
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I will forgive but I won't forget, and I hope you know, You've lost my
respect.
Here comes the rain again,
falling from the stars,
drenched in my pain again,
becoming who we are.
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Everytime I start to believe,
Something's raped and
taken from me... from me.
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