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In sea of passion, was caught With the world in oblivion Couldn’t figure out, had no thought The dance shall not last forever Though took a chance The sun has to set In darkness, has to wait Till it rises, a new beginning

Of whose is the fault Or is it the play of fate That we still love each other After all these years of hate Or, has it become a habit Refusing to die, afraid of the loss Of something familiar, very own The hatred we are so vary to disown

Of whose is the fault Or is it the play of fate That we still love each other After all these years of hate Or, has it become a habit Refusing to die, afraid of the loss Of something familiar, very own The hatred we are so vary to disown

Of whose is the fault Or is it the play of fate That we still love each other After all these years of hate Or,has it become a habit Refusing to die, afraid of the loss Of soemthing familiar, very own The hatred we are so vary to disown