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I feel like |
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I am hurt |
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Can't you see |
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I try to express |
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But I act like you're a stranger to me |
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I want to share, but don't know how |
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My eyes can't speak |
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And my mouth won't write it down |
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And there's so much confusion as |
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I want to clear it up |
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Cause when |
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I start, suddenly, the end has begun |
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Maybe if I touch, you will feel what |
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I mean but you're acting strange |
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Cause my eyes look differently |
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Caught by death, |
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I do not hope that my release is decided long ago |
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I try to get out |
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To jump at once in a place |
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Where it's all right or wrong and |
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I won't be afraid |
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I open myself for you and all those others |
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Who cared when times were rough for me |
