they say it's a crazy thug
Holding possession I'm walking forth
inspiration giving me new birth
Funnier then ever starting to believe myself
She is trying to putting my shit together
maybe I'm luckier in other ways
So let me break myself
build a new silly girl
Who loves running around
with the heart on sleeves...
I think I wont ever fall in love
I don't wanna care
I mean who gives a fuck
Black hole snatching the darkness away
sun showering the light
Remembering my childhood
I wanna run wild
So let me heal myself
build a new skin of my own
Which loves to feels everything
it's a hard clay to mold...
& yes it's alright to have fears of your own
& yes it's alright to cry on your pain
Don't be shy of losing out
Let me click a selfie with a pout
& yes at least I'll be Mending Myself .
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