No, you can't tell you don't now how it feels,
you don't know how it's breaking me.
You think you can sell all the tears that I bleed,
you don't know how it's killing me.
Burning like ice 'cause this can't be my place:
right between hell and paradise.
This is your world and I show you my rage:
Look at me, can you hear my voice?
21.2.07 19:02
 

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