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Weep

She turns she burns she feels concealed by someone that she doesn’t know
She hopes some day he’ll find his way into the tears she weeps
She knows she gave she feels enslaved from what she gave to easily
She feels in time she waits intime for what she thinks will makes her real
I feel that she woke up feel she’s had enough
Feel it’s time she opened up her eyes
I feel that she woke up feel she’s had enough
Feel it’s time she opened up her eyes
She holds the cold she knows how fooled all this pain she has revealed
She hopes she cries she holds inside all these things that make her real
I feel that..
She screams put your hands on me,
Put your hands on me put your hands on I need to feel your touch
She screams put your hands on me
Put your hands on me put your hand on I need to feel your touch
I feel that…

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