Pressive dissension

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its hard to say it i dont regret once befor
its hard to recognise my self never any more
but im think about the bast
of weaking my destation
and rebalce it with my soul
become a baart of your intention
and the rest is can we found away
to burry my shame
make me holy again
and the rest is can we found away
to burry my shame
make me holy again
its not mine (why cant you heare me?)
i feel sick when you traeing to back to me (i want to feel you close)
but im think about the bast
of weaking my destation
and rebalce it with my soul, could abart of my destation
this is the end, and can we found away to burry my shame
make me holy again
this is the end, and can we found away to burry my shame
make me holy again
(its me?, can i back to me? or iam far away, and never be the same?)
(its me?, can i back to me? or iam far away, and never be the same?)
(its me?, can i back to me? or iam far away, and never be the same?)

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