"And if you're still bleeding, you're the lucky ones.
'Cause most of our feelings, they are dead and they are gone.
And if you're in love, then you are the lucky one,
'Cause most of us are bitter over someone.
Setting fire to our insides for fun,
To distract our hearts from ever missing them.
But I'm forever missing her."
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