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I don't feel right Haven't been myself since that night I cant tell you 'cause you have your own troubles too Keep playin' it in my head Hearin' those words, she is dead I close my eyes The deafening sound of my cries I hold your coat Pretending to hug you, I choke I don't want to go back home Restless soul, alone I roam
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May 4, 2021
May 4, 2021 at 9:53 PM UTC
I Can't Fake it Anymore
I don't feel right Haven't been myself since that night I cant tell you 'cause you have your own troubles too Keep playin' it in my head Hearin' those words, she is dead I close my eyes The deafening sound of my cries I hold your coat Pretending to hug you, I choke I don't want to go back home Restless soul, alone I roam
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May 4, 2021
May 4, 2021 at 9:53 PM UTC
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