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show them all a smile
though inside you feel like crying
insist your fine health
when you know that you are dying
prop your eyes wide open
even while you are fast asleep
don't ever let them know
why it is you truly weep
cover up the scars
that you yourself have made
wash away the stains of hurt
and pray with time that they will fade
try not to let them know
that all your life you have lied
don't ever try to deal with it
just run away and hide
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seretogis - sieg heil
perfect little dream the kind that hurts the most, forgot how it feels well almost
no one to blame always the same, open my eyes wake up in flames
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