copy song
how do you know what's right?
thrown away before you got it,
how do you live your nights?
no mistakes, no false feelings,
just plain pill snow inside.
trembling with pain, yet being so little,
you dream of being fine
used copy, needed for nothing,
a waste of tree back then
how are you going make it to the sunrise,
you pathetic piece of space
no more laughing onto something
no playing good with stars
it's just something wrong inside you
no one should ever see these scars
don't let the others in
don't let the others in
don't let the others in
don't let the others in
don't let the others in
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