I feel like I can't pass, and tears are heavier than anything
It's so harsh
The night besieged all the most wanted are not
I can't tell you I can't make you hurt
I'm not the only one who can't get through this story
It's me who's holding on. Maybe I think too much
I don't understand enough, so I still have doubts about you after this
What are you doing? What are you thinking
In fact, the surface is good. Who can't be naked
I hope you can see through it
Think keep some tolerance, but you don't understand it
Pain to madness, pain to silence
And then, oh no, and then I had to find the answer
I think that if I let you go, I'll start all over again
Only I know that I have changed
Change to do more, change to think more
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