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How many rights to make wrongs right?
How many truths to tell to make lies true?
How many lifes to save to save myself?
How many faces to change to make it pretty?

How many lies are you going to tell to get what you want?
You have an idea, you know it.
You have a thought, you'd do it.

And rest assured, you are going to suffer in hell as silently as anyone else.
Trust me, it would scare you.
If you really knew what's the meaning of the thoughts that have been going through your mind.
Save yourself, while you still can.

like a little wasp
nothing is sweet about me
docs docs baby baby
i tried to be chill but you're so hot that i melted

When would I ever learn how to forgive and forget about the things that happen and the things that ought to be forgotten and forgiven. Some memories just stay forever, others are just forgotten. Ironic isn't it? A memory which you have forgotten, memories which you have forgotten. Once you have forgotten about it, wld you rememeber that from the very start you have forgotten by it?

life after sundown
Plain Jaine
second nature
oh dorothy

Closing my eyes and my heart. Eyes on the prize.