The Feeling Not To Get Through
Girl, how can it be
You turned into my old account
And laughed at me for being stupid
And no longer taking responsibility for you
I was so cruel to myself that I didn't dare
To admit my misunderstanding of love
I'm not sophisticated
How can I distinguish between good
Bad and bad people
How can I be sincere to myself
And treat every love between people
Who live in the past
Seriousness is not enough simply
Why are we all suitable for memories
We deny it, do you want to be precious
We can only reject every possibility
Who cares and who do you want to go
We could not simply met peace with ease
It's torture for us, we simply cannot admit
Girl, sorry, we're through, we go our own ways.
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