Ana Podarevska (Kherson, Ukraine)
I never knew, I never had a doubt.
My drug I couldn't live without.
I never knew, I never realized
just how much I lied.
The guilt is killing me,
the guilt is killing my love for you.
The paranoia is drowning me
in all of my lies, regrets, and good byes.
and romancing regrets.
Can't you see me falling?
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