I tried to be perfect, but nothing was worth it, I don’t believe it makes me real. I thought it’d be easy, but no one believes me, I meant all the things I said. If you believe it’s in my soul, I’d say all the words that I know, just to see if you were a show, that I'm trying to let you know, that I’m better off on my own. This place is so empty, my thoughts are so tempting, I don’t know how it got so bad. Sometimes it’s so crazy, that nothing can save me, but it’s the only thing that I have.
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