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Time flies, when your broken inside.
Striving for perfection, through others eyes.

and these wounds won't heal, no way to ease to pain. Hate is all we gain.
Trying to savage, what little pride we hide. We're lost, Lost,lost,lost in space.

And we can't help the way we feel, we feel like we don't exist, trying to exist.   
And we can't stop the way we act, it's the pity in our blood. Shame from above.
But we try to help the way we look, we're better off fake, than what life sets us to make.
And we can't help the way we see, see our selves, through glass windows.
First of all, I wrote this as a song.

I know it's hard for most people to imagine as a song, but I already have the music for it and everything, and it sounds better with the music.

1. Some people might have some troubles understanding the lyrics; basically; it's about teenage girls who are very self conscious and do anything to fit it, and change themselves completely, and become the very thing they feared in the beginning.

Listen, I'm not good a writing, so don't be too hard on me, Lol. I know it's short.. it's suppose to be short.
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