But I know this, I'm tired of pretending. That every things great, every things good, and every things fine.
Because its not. It's awful, it's horrible, it's empty.
And I go through it time and time again.
Give me freedom, please give me some faith.
I'm only here because you have been through way too much.
But how am I suppose to believe,
Anything you say to me?
So far it's mostly lies,
That only make you cry.
And I stay strong
And hard as a stone.
The hurts too much,
For anything else than that, anything else than silence.
I'm tired of pretending. That every things great every things good, every things fine.
There's a fine line. Because its not, it's awful, it's horrible, it's empty.
And I go through it time and time again.
Time and time again.
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