Eccedentesiast

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Waking up like a mess

All empty inside my chest

I didn't want to wake up

I didn't want us to stop;

Thinking that we are over

That's why im acting sober

Finding a three-leaf clover

Hoping that we can be together;

Got to put myself together

I have to be stronger

Got to put a smile on my face

I have to look okay for the coming days;

They don't have to know im broken

They don't have to know you've stolen

My heart i've taken care for so long

I thought this won't go wrong;

Many people ask me if I'm okay

I say, "yes, im perfectly fine"

Faking a smile for the rest of the day

Between sadness and happiness, there's a thin line.

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