No one knows how you're feellin'.
They don't care about it, really.
You write "HELP" with your own blood,
but everyone thinks that you are mad.
'Cause no one cares about you, the way I do,
and I'm here, by your side, if you want me to.
By, LostInMemories
They don't care about it, really.
You write "HELP" with your own blood,
but everyone thinks that you are mad.
'Cause no one cares about you, the way I do,
and I'm here, by your side, if you want me to.
By, LostInMemories
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