Rotten Apples.
Go to sleep, close the door ... you will lack nothing . And in your dreams you're a queen, whatever you want to believe is true ... then you wake up saying a few familiar name ... is no longer the same.
're just a girl, a girl who knows no shame, whose desperate pace has lost its flavor ... a weight of endless darkness.
I can not avoid, I can not complain ... I know exactly who is to blame , the girl who has the same name as my best friend.
Please, please ... I need a little 'breathing room ... stop go away and stop ranting against, your mouth keeps moving. When we all went there, if you ever shown an interest for me ... I do not know about.
One bad apple is still part of the tree, it was just my luck that I felt close ... just a girl.
I know exactly who to blame, the blame lies with the girl, she has no shame ... and the roof under which I am still the same, the walls are approaching faster and faster ... My patience is running out.
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