At that time if I could cry, I would need no tears on my cheek.
At the desparate time if I could dance, I'd rather be out of your arms.
Do you hear my name?
If I can only find my name in your voice,
then I might have to forget the name I used to have before.
You're not here with me anymore.
There's only emptiness left inside.
Emptiness inside.
If I could lose my mind.
If I could lose my sanity.
My life is full of shit.
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