I don't wanna <b>know</b> I <b>feel</b> good Do <b>you</b> remember me ? <b>where</b> is the girl I was ? Close <b>the</b> door Why do you <b>pray</b> for me ? Leave me <b>alone</b> I don't <b>understand</b> I'll <b>dare</b> to talk If you'd know <b>who</b> I was I filled my <b>life</b> with their lies I was <b>intractable</b> It’s so <b>high</b> for my expectations Do you <b>see</b> what I see ? If <b>I</b> was a man ... To you my dear, I love our <b>endlessness</b>
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