August Winterman

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Dead Poetic - Rock, In English

August Winterman

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Duration: 4:02

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And If I could teach the world to be.. I'd teach them all to be something just like me Frustrated, bitter, depressing Perfect... As if my wings were like yours But I'm falling down And if you could hold your tongue long enough.. You'd see that all I am is love, but I don't like me I despise me Perfect... As if my wings were like yours But I'm falling down Perfect... As if my wings were like yours But I'm falling down It's a disease they'll never have a cure for You're the only way to dry my eyes It's a disease, they'll never have a cure But I'm the one whose wrong I'm the one who cries It's a disease, they'll never have a cure for It's a disease, they'll never have a cure But I'm the one whose wrong I'm the one who cries I cry... I despise me I cry... I despise me I cry... I despise me I cry... I despise me

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