The two of me, it’s not your face, not your protection
Limited price for your regrets, poor generation
Can cut your wills but can’t let down the hearts of eagers
Let’s drink some tea and see your future’s going deeper
There’re all our scars
Let’s burn it to their ends, burn it to their ends
And all our lies
We do it to ourselves, do it to ourselves
She says she lives, oh no she rots and only deads call her
And then she moans not from the love, I think she wants more
I did it wrong but it is my personal army
It’s just over now so crush me down, so crush me down
There’re all our scars
Let’s burn it to their ends, burn it to their ends
And all our lies
We do it to ourselves, do it to ourselves
The god told me “don’t leave this bed”
The angels’re right, the devil’s scared
I won’t call you. Do you think I’m dead?
But I’m not dead, but I’m not dead
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