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Without the tears, |
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With this pen i record the memories of our love. with this match i erase them all. and with this knife i leave this life. |
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One cut,two cuts, three cuts: |
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Behind my smile are a million tears left undried, a million screams left unheard and a million hearts left broken |
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Smiles Hide The Tears Inside |
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Suicide is just a stolen ticket to a train ride home |
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ιℓℓ ÐºÑ”Ñ”Ï Ñ‚Ð½Î¹Ñ• ωαℓℓ αÑσυи∂ му нєαÑÑ‚ && иσт ℓєт αиуσиє ιи, ¢υz' ι'â„“â„“ ωαιт fσÑÑ”Î½Ñ”Ñ Ñ‚Ïƒ вє ωιтн уσυ αgαιи |
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Can god not grant her? |
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"Los sueños cortan como cuchillos cuando la realidad te despierta a gritos" |