I could beg to you
that I felt insecure and I leave my burdens at the door.
I'm on the outside;
looking in the hole of eternal pain.
I see your true colors inside me,
I can see through you.
See your true colors and I wasted more time than anyone.
And all the times that I cried are wasted,
And for you it was full of pride.
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