Läs mer om mig...it's hard to breathe when you're standing on your own
And maybe someday we will meet,
And maybe talk, and not just speak.
Don't buy the promises 'cause, there are no promises I keep.
And my reflection troubles me- so here I go.
Give me reason but don't give me choice,
'Cause I'll just make the same mistake again.
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