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Im all outta cries, but your still not outta lie's. |
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He dosn't care, that i dont do my hair. |
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Keept hidden by fake's, |
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Live apon a broken smile |
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Black, silver and gold, i need you here with me, im freezing, im so cold, why cant you see? |
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Broken by you |
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She's liying der, bleedin' herself to death, |
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She's sitting here, on the very same bed, |
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The year of smiling, The year of forgivness, the place of having fun, where the good times begin, reconizing everyone, no matter where they stand, forgive, forget, and moving on. |
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I thought i had friends, |