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Hide in this costume because you’re not okay
Zip it up tightly. don’t give yourself away. Make a promise that you’ll never tell Who you really are or they’ll gladly give you hell Your excuses are no longer accepted Your lies no longer believed You belong underwater in chains. no one will pull you up. Going to make you cry, make you believe That all you ever thought and all you ever knew Is wrong and now you’re alone Cold? Bruised? Sorry? Of course you are But are you changed? Are these really clean hands?
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