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Lately I feel like am not the only thing you want
You say you love me, but I know we just buying time
Tell me the truth, do you still have that beautiful dream that you are mine
I know sometimes i be tripping but you say (hey I only gat eyes for you)
Then why do I feel like I'm walking on Ice
You know I'm not that kind of girl to catch a feeling...
I wounder if you even try to know me
Empty space.... I want you to make me feel alive
But then you don't even listen.

◄ My Demons

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