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I hold my thoughts to myself,
What use will it be for me to say what I think?
When you close your ears
That you don’t hear what I say.
No, no you don’t close them,
But you pretend
not to hear,
You pretend that all I say don’t make no sense!
So I hold my thoughts.
I hold my thoughts to myself,
But one day, one day I will break down,
Cry? No not cry, no! I have cried enough.
But I will break down and talk.
Talk of all that you put me through
Talk of all that I blinded myself to
Well there I don’t blame you, that was a choice I made.
But for now I hold my thoughts.
I hold my thoughts to myself,
You have too much
pride trapped inside you.
Change, change they say is inevitable
But to expect change from you;
Is like expecting the sun to rise from the west.
Am I now voicing them? You be the judge.
Still I hold my thoughts.
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