BROKEN

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I bite my lips to keep them from trembling

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My eyes are watery and I cant blink back the tears

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I don't want to talk about my heart,
Cos it so heavy I cant lift it

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I'm in an open space and I cant hold back the tears

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That seems to be a commodity I don't run out of

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I have faith deep down somewhere
One day I'll have enough smiles to compensate for every tear

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