Texty

You would hold your head up high You even try You would hold another hand Oh, understand They even see me under call We under all, we awful, awful, crawl To hear my hour don't see me cry Just searching you even try I can make you smile If it's there, will you go there, too? When I live, I die They even see me under call We under all, we awful, awful, crawl Because of you, to see me be
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