

I don't knowI don’t know anythingI don't know
I don’t even know myself I ask questions that can never be answered I try and hide myself but you see right through me Am I made of glass
Though you’ll never see who I really am because I don’t even know I can’t remember the last time I cared I don’t care what you think I have to find some place to hide
But there’s nothing in sight They’re coming for me Time to pay for my sins I run but there’s nowhere to go My friends turn there backs on me Left alone and helpless I stand and fight
I fight so many for so long I collapse with th
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A mind is a terrible thing to taste...
I espacially love how you mix the black with other different colors!!
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To live does not necessarly mean you are alive!! - > *MADLAX* <-
Like some people say like in a wardrobe or pictures "black goes with anything"
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