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Feelings that had already been feltStronger every day they sayBut I can't imagine feeling something moreThan what I used toBecause in my head, I've already felt itBecause in my heart, I won't feel it againYou sucked me to the point I couldn't brea...

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Feelings that had already been felt
Stronger every day they say
But I can't imagine feeling something more
Than what I used to
Because in my head, I've already felt it
Because in my heart, I won't feel it again
You sucked me to the point I couldn't breath anymore
And you took my love with you
Leaving me with nothing
So my arm is running out of blood
As my head is running out of love
Poor boy who's coming at me
Saying I'm pretty because I won't believe it
There are lies in every single boy
And fool me who let one escape
I can't imagine feeling something at all again.

Feelings that had already been feltStronger every day they sayBut I can't imagine feeling something moreThan what I used toBecause in my head, I've already felt itBecause in my heart, I won't feel it againYou sucked me to the point I couldn't brea...

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[How could somebody
Who neglects himself
And his heart
Expect any love
In return?
- Nevertheless.]

Don't tell me you expect love from me
When you can't even like yourself
Words of hate are filling your mouth
To clean them all by telling me I'm for you
Rather die than believe in this

Don't tell me you expect love from me
Haven't you heard what I think about me?
This body is not mine
My heart belongs somewhere else
Rather die than fight for this

Don't tell me you expect love from me
When you are disgusting under that pretty face
Neglecting what you are and what you feel
It makes you a coward man
Rather die than be with you

Don't tell me you expect love from me
Our souls are not meant to be
Hell is rising and I'm tired
Let's just pretend we never met
Rather die than keep going on.

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