There's a lot of things
I don't understand
Why so many people lie
It's the hurt I hide that fuels
The fire inside me
Will I always feel this way
So empty, So estranged?
There's a lot of things
I don't understand
Why so many people lie
It's the hurt I hide that fuels
The fire inside me
Will I always feel this way
So empty, So estranged?
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