it's right, isn't it?
it's right to be sad? like you wanna give up so bad in every minute you can bet that everywhere is something you can get I'm looking at my back i dont see any regret all I can see is a desert where i was attracted like a magnet it's a poison that flowing through my neck i hope i will soon start to forget because i was just doing my best and you don't even knew about your chest you can just look back in your past to see that it's not kind of a succes you asked me how you can have acces to your close heart adress and then you said that you need to rest but in your heart nobody can invest
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