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I know where you hide

Alone in your car

Know all of the things that make you who you are

I know that goodbye means nothing at all

Comes back and begs me to catch her every time she falls

(…)


Tap on my window, knock on my door

I want to make you feel beautiful

I know I tend to get so insecure

It doesn’t matter anymore.

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