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Sitting in my room alone and so cold
Thinking about how you must have felt I know I shouldn’t have told All those nasty things I never meant I know that I hurt you so bad And that I regret it more than ever But lately I’ve been so mad And I couldn’t stop my inner anger I’ve treated everyone like enemies Saying that I hate them all Now I know it’s too late for apologies And that I deserve to be ignored The emptyness inside me Has made me feel so lonely again I know that there must be Someone who could heal my pain So far you’ve been the only one Who taught me to look deep inside And now I made you run Me and my sellfish pride All I can do now is to stay And heal all my unbearable scars Because I threw everyone away And they all left like shooting stars
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