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I try to hide the tears, |
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I said:"I'm not hurting, |
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I hurt myself today |
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Still trying to find forever... |
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Our happy memories scar on my heart like a cut on the wrist... |
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Let go of my hand, |
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Everytime my heart's been hurt, the scars inside got worse and worse. |
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I fell face first into a pile of his bull s*&^. |
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Don't promise me forever, |
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His sin is great, and his heart unpure, but sometimes you can't help but feel insecure. |