Ok, it's like this yeah, just like that Good, I'm glad my point was recieved well? This phase is blurry Emotionless cause you like to think you're never wrong But I live what you learn I guess... Without a sense of confidence it's too much nothing to take Please don't ask me to hold on There's not enough to cling to Apparently And it's not my fault it's impossible for you to get it There's no choice but to sit back and watch, you do as you do but only so well, thanks
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