I used to spray myself blood by my vanity
Can't you see the source of which my words still lie?
Just imagine,
yeah
I was guilty for I made everything a dream
Social status lie,
but people learn never what they see
I will never be close to someone
And don't want to be alone
My bag is short, right?
And I saw
Just what I want, my dream tonight
Is my inspiration, I hope you remember
Everybody thinks what I am is fancy
No,
but it's another people
Even during
the night it was cold
Now, I am absorbed in the shadows
It bothers me, you seem to be, seem to be
My story, probably, probably
I'm really saying this for you
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