Turn away from me and taste the world outside.
Walk away from me and let me run and hide.
Forget me, so I can hate in peace.
Forgive me, so I can return to being me.
Walk away from me and let me run and hide.
Forget me, so I can hate in peace.
Forgive me, so I can return to being me.
There! Good. Now... eh...
The sad thing is, I attend a school full of musicians, but I don't dare to ask any of them to make music for me. Why? Well... I don't feel like writing an essay about that right now.
(Okay, I wasn't entirely serious about that title. Let me go to sleep.)
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