She screams in silence
Layin awake in bedroom dreams
She Waits for a time
To brake the silence of selfcontrol
Do you feel like a social tool that I use
She screams at me until my ears bleed
She sees through the master plan
She is in disguise
watching me as I arrive on time
She figured out where I been going about
Do you feel like a social tool that I use
She screms at me until my ears bleed
Saying I'm getting sick of you
Birth sign: Cancer
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