[Beats]

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Like a bullet train you left our heart to strain.
I'm just one of a lonely wolf
Still I feel like in a game of golf
I'm the ball
Do not bounce
But only fall.

You call it living as expected
I call it mind demented.

I hurt
You hurt
We hurt
But you won't speak.

I broken
You stubborn
We kids
It's not getting better
We the lost letter.

I tried to cope it
But it just ain't worth it.
I smile since it will last for a while.
I wear black since our lives are damn dark.

Our heart
Soul
And mind are swollen
When you let those beats go on.

Our heartSoulAnd mind are swollenWhen you let those beats go on

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