They say it's what you make
I say it's up to fate
It's woven in my soul
I need to let you go
Please make me keep you.
Even if a time comes that I think I don't need to.
Please keep me, then. Fight me.
Fight me, and keep me anyway.
Your eyes, they shine so bright
I want to save their light
I can't escape this now
unless you show me how
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