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Reverse Psychology
And tell me, what ever happened To the good days? Why have they left and not returned? I remember when we were together All of us, just having lunch at our table Talking and laughing in the face of fate Daring it to just TRY to separate us But Fate is petty It will prove itself by accepting the challenges Of the weak And one by one, we fell Whether it be caused by inner turmoil Or the simple, damming act of fading away Our bond which was made of gold Is now gone, stolen from our hands So Fate, let me tell you now That I know better than to challenge you I know what happens when I lose So let me be, let me suffer no more You have taken all but one, and still I challenge you To TRY To let us stay together