I just can't handle it sometimes.
The cold shoulders, the first move I do and the rest that is left on me.
You find someone, they place a mask on their face, and show you every dream of yours across the hidden make-up.
Cruel for you to do this.
And yet you complain.
Look in the mirror sometime will you.
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