Is it wrong of me? Is it wrong of me to ask you out? Is wrong of me to wait for you? Is wrong of me to tell you that i wanna go out with you? Is wrong of me to tell you how i feel? Is wrong of me to love you?
This place inside my mind, a place I like to hide
You don't know the chances. What if I should die?!
A place inside my brain, another kind of pain
You don't know the chances. I'm so blind!
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