Who says you're not perfect?

I tried so hard, and got so far, but in the end, it doesn't even matter.

I almost told you that I loved you, thank god I didn't cause it would've been a lie.

What I've done, i'll face myself, to cross out what I've become, erase myself, and let go of what I've done.

Into the night, desperate and broken. The sound of a fight, father has spoken.




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