i have wasted all my time
Dreamin' 'bout the perfect man
my eyes are closed
so i no longer see the earth
but what hurts the most
is that it's all a dream
all it takes is a simple
search
or so it seems
i launch myself into the sky
waiting to be caught
but what hurts the most is
that it's all a dream
it pains so much i wanna scream
i bui; d a wall so
no one sees
my agony
go ahead and call me miss harmony
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