Hold me now don't bother. If every minute it makes me weaker. You can save me from the man that I've become?
Looking back on the things I've done. I was trying to be someone. I played my part, kept you in the dark. Now let me show you the shape of my heart. Sadness is beautiful, loneliness that's tragical. So help me I can't win this war, oh no. Touch me now, don't bother. If every second it makes me weaker.
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