.Like a master of disguise in a torn-up old dress,
I've been hiding in plain sight, and making a mess,
Bring me back my heart, put it on a stick
I am ready for the cure, I am sick of being sick
Come to my senses and feel the things I never felt
I can't pretend this is anythin.
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