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You thought that I was so much better than I am Well I'm sorry to disappoint you But how could I become a man When I don't know who the hell I am Got a Matchbox in my pocket And this blood on my hands So I'll sit and watch the fire Burning down my other lives All I know ablaze and I don't even think you mind And I'll think of all the times we laughed until our insides died But I'll call your therapist and tell her you're still alive See you in space, you don't know what I'm saying Can't trust a word that comes out of that thing Making it harder to just stay alive Don't wanna hear what you're doing to me Fuck From Letras Mania