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Bedroom Sadness #1

There are times when you almost believe that you've get through it
When you thought that you've over it
But when it all clicks, you'll lose again
You lose again
Like you lost yourself for too many times before
Your wounded soul won't heal
And those scars all over you, they laugh at you
And you still wished for the help that never came
Because eventually, you're always alone

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