I'm sick and can't be fixed ( Justin Bieber )

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I'm sick of being hurt.
I'm sick of crying myself to sleep.
I'm sick of sleepless nights.
I'm sick of late night walks.
I'm sick of feeling this way.
I'm sick of this life.
I'm sick of being me.  
But hey what can I do ?All Rights Reserved

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