| За себе си:
| Nothing ever stops all these thoughts and the pain attached to them
Sometimes I wonder why this is happening
It’s like nothing I can do would distract me when
I think of how I shot myself in the back again
’Cause from the infinite words I could say I
Put all pain you gave to me on display
But didn’t realize instead of setting it free I
Took what I hated and made it a part of me
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