I feel strange, I feel like an alien
You look at me like a piece of bitch
I want you more, every day
I’m alone, without you
You do not care how I feel
You want to have never met me
And I feel so bad, that I can’t explain
It would be a dream, a bad dream
But it’s a drug, a constantly drug
And this is the last time a write to you
If you don’t want me, I’ll try to don’t want you
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