fake smile on my face
im refusing to break
i can do better than this
who the hell do you think i am?
not the one who will fall down
im the girl to hold her ground
i was the one you call for back up
the chick who dosnt need luck
Now im stuck
out of luck
need somthilng to pull me up
i cant believe that was me...
the girl i used to be
i used to be strong
i followed my gut
didnt give trust and i never gave up
almost allways in a fight
never 'soft' in any light
then i found new sight
This is me here tonight:
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