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*** Autor textu: cold *** Autor hudby: cold | Ugly
all the world loves things of beauty and intrigue
these two things i've never had one
born in this old skin. i'm to sick i can't win
i've lived with this damage too long.
my eyes can't behold it, i cannot control this
this feeling that's left in my heart
i've never done no wrong, i don't deserve these bones
please burn up this sin when i'm gone
and i said that this is ugly to me
the world is ugly to me
you are ugly to me
and i am ugly to me
i haven't become all i want to be
i haven't become anything i need to be
i haven't become all i want to be (suffocate with me)
i haven't become anything i need to be
(suffer)
why can't you look, why can't you look at me
see what i see
why can't you feel, why can't you feel like me
feel what i feel
why can't you hurt, why can't you hurt like me
taste the pain i feel
why must i die, why must i die for you
when it's the ugly truth
well it's ugly
it's making me painless
why can't you look, why can't you look at me
see what i see
why can't you feel, why can't you feel like me
feel what i feel
why can't you hurt, why can't you hurt like me
taste the pain i feel
why must i die, why must i die for you
when it's the ugly truth
well it's ugly
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