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Mar 2017
Don't burn my skin without a reason
You don’t like the fire for yourself
So why is it good enough for me?

I thought about a guitar
It can make you feel like crying
But I can show you the real thing

It’s hard to understand
I thought I saw myself
Instead it was him
I thought I saw you
Instead it was her
It was time for a change
But who made it happen?

You can't make me anyway
I already know the story
You believe in somebody else

It’s not about my glory
I think somebody should have that long cry
It feels good to empty your heart

You may not believe how that could be
But crying like that makes it easy for someone new
I don’t want them to drown in day old sorrow
And they will know that what I tell them is true
Mark Lecuona
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Mark Lecuona
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