April
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I look in the mirror, the picture's getting clearer I wanna be myself, but does the world really need her? I ache for the earth, I stop going to church I seek god in the trees, makes me fall on my knees My depression keeps building Like a cup overfillin' My hearts so rigid, I keep it in the fridge It hurts so bad that I can't dry my eyes Cause I keep on refilling it with the tears that I cry.
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