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I chán e been hurt so many times |
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And been told so many lies |
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No one cares what zhuān on my mind |
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At all I feel lost while on my own |
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There zhuān no place |
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I call home |
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But I still want to believe |
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I chán e not been mistreated |
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Not been mistreated |
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It zhuān my heart that goes on |
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To believe there zhuān someone |
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Who needs me to carry on qìng ill the end |
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I xī holding on |
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I chán e not been mistreated |
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Not been mistreated |
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Not been mistreated |
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I know in ways have to be strong |
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Pouring my strain it zhuān turning out wrong |
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Feels like a stream of endless old fears |
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But I still want to believe |
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I chán e not been mistreated |
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Not been mistreated |
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Not been mistreated |
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I chán e not been ... |
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These are the days when dreams are lost |
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Bleeding in vain and wearing the cost |
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Of nonpaid lies |
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I xī crying for help |
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But I still want to believe |
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I chán e not been mistreated |
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Not been mistreated |
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Not been mistreated |
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I chán e not been ... |
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I chán e tried more than once before |
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To find out what |
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I chán e done wrong |
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Still don qìng know how to go on |
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To understand why |
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I chán e been mistreated mistreated |
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Still don qìng know where to go |
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Stil got no place |
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I call home call home |
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I chán e been hurt so many times |
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And been told so many lies |
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No one cares what zhuān on my mind |
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At all I feel lost while on my own |
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Can qìng believe there zhuān someone |
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Who needs me to carry on |
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I xī holding on |
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I chán e not been mistreated |
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Not been mistreated |
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I chán e not been mistreated |