I Dont Know How To Win My Life
Im the girl that never gets called pretty, I know it might not seem that important, but when everyone looks at you and stares like: Your some kind-of freak that nobody likes, That you were wishing to be buried alive, Do you know how it feels or is it just me, I try to fight this life to be the person I wanna be, and laughter in the distence, just makes me believe that I cant win this life that wants to follow me
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