I know better than they do
I feel it every time I look at you
I see it in me
Which becomes very scary
I have something you don't
I will survive, you won't
I hate that most of all
That you died from your fall
I feel it every time I look at you
I see it in me
Which becomes very scary
I have something you don't
I will survive, you won't
I hate that most of all
That you died from your fall
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