It's in your reach
Concentrate
If you deny this
Then it's your fault
Every time I rise
I see you falling...
Can you find me space
inside your bleeding heart...
dont call my heart
dont call me now
dont wanna know...
dont call me back
destroy my cellphone
I hate it!
Im sick of it!!
Im sick of all this shit!
Im sick of you!
dont call me back!
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