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What doesn't belong to me

The woman named Iris gave birth to the goddess


In her son who can't say her name


Because of all the pain

I miss you but I'm glad you're gone


I want you but I'm not alone


I'm haunted by you


But I'll get you gone if it takes me all my life long

You take back the pain you gave me


You take back what doesn't belong to me


Take back the shame you gave me


Take back what doesn't belong to me

I'm Irish, I'm English, I'm Moslem, I'm Jewish,


I'm a girl, I'm a boy

And the goddess meant for me only joy


And real love requires you, give up those loves

Whom you think you love best


Love puts you through the test


And only loyal love will bring me happiness

/./

And take back the rage you gave me


Take back the hatred you gave me for me


Take back the anger that nearly killed me


Take back what doesn't belong to me

/./

And real love requires you


Give up those loves


That you think you love best


Love put you through the test


And only loyal love will bring you happiness

And take back the pain you gave me

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You take back what doesn't belong to me

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Take back the blame you gave me

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Take back what doesn't belong to me

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Take back what doesn't belong to me

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Take back what doesn't belong to me

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Take back what doesn't belong to me

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...to be continue