18, sounds like entrance of life
Black bird's hopping around, under grey sky above
Expecting something to sink in
But time showed up with up with a knife
Gently cut me into
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Everything seems so unreal
Fake lie's hitting my mind
Tryin' to tell memories in July
Told myself I wouldn't be like someone facing the line
But still, don't live their lives
"Big girls don't cry that's what I like, trying to knock me down but I'm fine"
These are all lies
These are all lies
"Que sera, please don't think too much, future's a thing you can not tell"
They got a knife
Waiting to cut me into
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