So much things I could not comprehend
Are my heart and soul able to mend?
Listen, I listen but do not hear
Guess what? I'm stuck here
Fed up with history repeating itself
Could he care more than just himself?
Run, I want to hide myself away
Run 'til my hair turns gray
Maybe then I'll be brave enough
Undeniably strong and tough
To stop myself from hurting
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