I'm not a good liar
I'm bad at confrontations
My life only gets harder
I'm lost without salvation
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I've been broken in million pieces
And as I still try to glue them together
I have this monster controlling my feelings
And everything always gets heavier
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I can't breath and my chest hurts
Like I've been dying all the time
And this thing only gets worst
Because it feeds of my lonely crying
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