the pain to feel
this pain deep down inside
the wind full of love and crys
the amount of times i have lied
about those smile i give sometimes
it hurt u dont see me wanting to be free
it hurts at last you dont see
it hurt u dont call to me
when u see the wind hit my face like the blues in my face
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