They say, it's all because of me.
Because I'm fantastic and great and wonderful.
They say, it's all because of me.
Then why I do I always feel used and thrown aside?
Someone asked me to believe in more of what others have to say about me.
But how can I believe anything anyone has to say, when I never really actually feel that it's the goddamn truth?
I can't breathe.
I can't breathe.
Actions Speak Louder Than Words Do.
And until THEY stop throwing me aside like garbage,
I won't feel like anything else than garbage.
(There's a reason why this is written in english, and the reason is Distance)
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