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I know she's tried to heal
But I know she can't conceal
The scars all down her chest.
And soon we will be matching,
I can feel myself detaching;
I never should have told the truth.
All there is, is lies around me.
All there is, is lies about me,
All whispering that I am happy.
I'm screaming I'm fine
Then grab one more bottle of wine.
I'm still feeling okay
Though I know I'm not alright.
Everything depends on this night
London Bridge will fall down tonight




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