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Hm? Ach das, das ist nur mein Leben das grade an mir vorbei zieht. Aber ich schätze ich habe es in 14 Tagen eingeholt.

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The Script - We cry

Now come one come all to this tragic affair
Wipe off that makeup, what’s in is despair
So throw on the black dress, mix in with the lot
You might wake up and notice you’re someone you’re notIf you look in the mirror and don’t like what you see
You can find out firsthand what it’s like to be me
So gather ’round piggies and kiss this goodbye
I’d encourage your smiles I’ll expect you won’t cry

Another contusion, my funeral jag
Here’s my resignation, I’ll serve it in drag
You’ve got front row seats to the penitence ball

When I grow up I want to be nothing at all!

I said yeah, yeah!

(my Chemical romance,  the end)