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Another night awake
The ceiling's growing older
Sleeping by my side's the idea of myself
But she is not like me
She's just a better version
We talked 'till early morning
She remains with a smile
Gosh I hate her so much but
She is the only one who stands me
And lovers are so scarce
And loneliness is a hoarder
And I grew a scar
On my chest to
Invite her over
She walked away
Not a word and
My chest cracked open
And I grew a scar
On my chest to
Invite her over
She walked away
Not a word and
My chest cracked open