Still Here
I'm still here
Do you hear confidence in my voice?
My mom calls me a believer
I was born like that
It ain't her fault
You would say :"Dear,
I don't want to see you no more
You look like a deceiver
I still have enough sense
to pound salt" ohoh
Every time when you hear my name( oh, yeah)
You wish to run away from me
It is easily to say (what?)
That I'm the only one who's in a mess ( damn, yes)
You want to stop it
You are done and it's enough
You know exactly
There's no treatment for sceptical heart
I'd like to help you
I want to prove that I deserve
But all my words went unheard
And your hate is well-preserved
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