Somebody chose your words...
Somewhere behind your fear lies the truth...
Although, its you I need...
To recognize the truth...
All those things you feel is what I need...
And everything I do I do for you...
So please, I'm still tearing up on the inside...
But its obvious that it doesn't bother you...
Cause you don't care...
Why don't I care...





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"Everything changes if I could turn back the years and if you could learn to forgive me I will learn to feel you"
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Where's the rum?
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one by one the penguines steal my sanity, the men in white coats are stalking me, and i am happy.
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