I walk the line of the disappointed
I celebrate when I'm in pain
My دل and mind can be disjointed
And I built a بستر in this hole I made
I recognize that I'm damaged
I sympathize that آپ are too
But I wanna breathe without feelin' so self-conscious
But it's hard when the welt's starin' at you
Another piece of the puzzle, it doesn't fit
You throw your arms up, you're so fucking sick of it
What are آپ working for? What are آپ searching for?
Love
You won't be thinkin' of causes
You're on your death بستر and dyin'
You'll only be thinkin' of what آپ are paying for
What آپ are praying for, love
You شامل میں the...
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