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My tears have long dryed |
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Depression is like war |
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It's easy to fake a smile, but it's hard to fake a tear... |
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She wraps her arms around her knees, |
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I'll just lock away the pain, put away all of my fears, show you only fake smiles, but never the hidden tears. |
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I'm a lonely man down on his luck |
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She forces herself to get up each morning |
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My heart beats faster |
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~I desperately need help, but when they ask whats wrong, I lie and say nothing...~ |
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I followed my gut |