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Too many thoughts around my head
I can’t control what I think
So much trouble that has happened
I can’t control what I made
You won’t sit on that bench anymore
And I’ll never be able to do so
We are leaving traces in our lives
And all the beloved faces that we try to hide
I’ll better go psycho in my head
I’ll better get mad at the end!
You once told me that you’d loved me
Then you said that you would like to beat me up
You mentioned that we were so special then
But you ruined it saying it wasn’t real in the end
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