The rest of the tea, the handkerchief and the jacket
You stay on the couch
No one is listening to me
I'm like a fool struggling with myself
I really want to give you a razor
Some emotions automatically scrape off
Even if you scratch yourself
At least you will know how to cherish my good
I really want to give you a razor
Scrape away all my grievances
When I'm in your arms, I can rely on you
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