| These days aren’t getting better,
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| these days remain the same.
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| She worries bout her looks.
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| Wishing she could chage.
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| i tell her that shes beautiful,
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| it doesnt mean a thing.
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| I tell her not to worry
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| But she only feels the sting.
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| But i guess thats what happens
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| when people make mistakes.
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| We used to to be in love,
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| But now im someone she hates.
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| I try to make her happy
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| But she screams that im a fake.
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| Im only trying to clear the pain off her plate.
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| I told her to her face
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| but she said «Dont even bother»
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| I said «I know its hard to hsve sn abusive father»
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| A mother who aint there
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| She left when you were a child
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| So you had to raise yourself
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| Been alone for a while.
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| She breaks down in tears
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| and looks in my eyes
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| She said «Im sick of people and how they will always lie»
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| I hugged her while she cried.
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| She looked up unhappily
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| and these are the exact words that this girl said to me.
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| «Look at all those faces, Standing in the crowd. |
| They dont seen to notice you at
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| all. |
| Too busy with their daily lives and if you are to stand out,
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| They give em hell and Answer when they call»
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| I look down at her and notice the scars on her wrist.
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| They looked like they were fresh so i think ill take a risk.
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| I asked her about them and she gave a slight laugh.
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| «Battle scars from all my fights from the past.
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| Fights with my parents.
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| Fights with my demons.
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| The razor always took my side when all the rest were leavin'
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| I embraced in fact it became my best friend, it became my therapy and my means
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| to an end. |
| Im addicted to the rush and how it makes me feel normal it reminds
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| me that im human and it lets me know im mortal for a second»
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| i knew that she was serious and so cruel. |
| My mind was delirious.
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| «The pain became pleasure and the blade became love»
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| And no matter what i said, Every thought was enough
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| I hold her face up so she looked me in the eye.
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| And i repeated what she said to me before i said goodbye.
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| «Look at all those faces, Standing in the crowd. |
| They dont seem to notice you
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| at all. |
| Too busy with their daily lives and if you are to stand out.
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| They give all hell and answer when they call.»
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| These days aint getting better,
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| these days remain the same.
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| She worries 'bout her looks
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| Wishin' She could change.
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| These days arnt getting better.
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| These days remain the same.
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| She worries 'Bout her looks.
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| Wishin' She could change.
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| You look at all those faces.
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| standin' in the crowd.
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| And they dont seem to notice you at all.
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| Too busy with their daily lives, and if you are to stand out,
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| They give all hell and Answer when they call.
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| You look at all those faces
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| Standing in the crowd.
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| And they dont seem to notice you at all.
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| Too busy with their daily lives, and if you are to stand out,
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| They give all hell and answer when they call. |