Different
Time to drop the mask, no more pretending
This pain only creates new beginnings
I will come back to myself and
Sunder the emptiness with a pendulum ticking
Even if the world gives me apathy,
My shrouded dreams will carry me
The unseeable just thrills me,
I'll come back to myself
It's ok, I can say what I feel
It's ok, I don't have to be perfect
I'll go take revenge on the world with my smile
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