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FiMiLAR FACES

WARM EMBRACES

MEMORiES OF PAiN AND SORROW

WiTH NO HOPE FOR TOMARROW

iM CRYiNG NOW

AND i WANNA NO HOW

HOW i ENDED UP THiS WAY

AND HOW i LiVE WiTH THiS DAY BY DAY

BY THiS TiME i AM DROWNiNG iN MY TEARS

AND CHOKiNG ON MY FEARS

i CANT ESCAPE THE PAiN

BUT WHY EVEN TRY i HAVE NOTHiNG LEFT TO GAiN

iVE LOST iT ALL

EVERYTiME i FALL

i ALWAYS END UP GETTiNG HURT

EVERY GUY HAS TREATED ME LiKE DiRT

iM NOT ALLOWED TO HAVE ANY FUN

SO FUCK iT iM DONE