You've been forgotten with me already
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The remaining pain is an accessory in the heart
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I could love if you were real
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Always fake, always filtered poses
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Talking to you about the past
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There is no benefit to this relationship
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I'm not used to the tide mind
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The heart is fed up with bad experience
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Your heart is black from dust and dirt
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If you were a mirror, I wouldn't look at you again
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I'm not worth the evil eye
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Even if I'm evil, I won't touch you
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Your heart is black from dust and dirt
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If you were a mirror, I wouldn't look at you again
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I'm not worth the evil eye
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Even if I'm evil, I won't touch you
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You've been forgotten too
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The remaining pain is an accessory in the heart
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I could love if it was real
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Always fake, always poses with filters
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Don't talk to you about the past
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There is no use in this relationship
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I'm not used to the tide mind
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Heart full of bad experienceeeee
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Your heart is black from dust and dirt
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If you were a mirror, I wouldn't look at you again
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I'm not worth the evil eye
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Even if I'm evil, I won't touch you
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Your heart is black from dust and dirt
|
If you were a mirror, I wouldn't look at you again
|
I'm not worth the evil eye
|
Even if I'm evil, I won't touch you
|
Your heart is black from dust and dirt
|
If you were a mirror, I wouldn't look at you again
|
I'm not worth the evil eye
|
Even if I'm evil, I won't touch you
|
Your heart is black from dust and dirt
|
If you were a mirror, I wouldn't look at you again
|
I'm not worth the evil eye
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Even if I'm evil, I won't touch you |