Always
Blue rain dances; across my face; I don't have a chance; as my tears race all down my face; I want to blame you; but in the end I hope you hear me when I say: " I know I am controlling; I'm sorry. I know I am loud; I try not to be. I know I am crazy; I get it from my friends. Please just always try to love me?"
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