What do you conceal?
What is it that you don't want to tell me?
Disgusted, I feel I'm failing
Trying to compromise, realize The truth
What is it that you keep inside?
What pushes you to go and hide?
Struggling to cope, I am denied
Defied, Im not recognized
So tell me if you're gonna walk away
Id rather not be taken for granted/ Coz id rather feel more wanted
Memories start corroding now
Wait for the time, When everybody leaves
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