" Well I have brittle bones
It seems, I bite my tongue
And I torch my dreams
Have a little voice to speak
With and mind of thoughts and
Secrecy
Things cannot be reversed, we
Learn from the times that we are
Cursed
It seems, I bite my tongue
And I torch my dreams
Have a little voice to speak
With and mind of thoughts and
Secrecy
Things cannot be reversed, we
Learn from the times that we are
Cursed
Things cannot be reversed, we
Learn from the ones we fear the worst
And learn from the ones we hate the most"
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