Like a bird in flight I am running from myself
No
Maybe I, I'm just way too cynical
and too ideological for
I'm not crazy, I know what i see, I hear
I found the poison under my skin
Creeping in slowly feeding
Try meBreak me and see right throughI’m fragile and brutally
Forgotten never forgotten,It’s an early autumn this year.This yearForgiven all
inside my insecurities I hide my imperfections I find my
Am I the girl who has everything?The one that everybody
Standing through an open door way, sick feeling out of
I will leave through the open door I was sure
When It All Falls Down lyricsLyrics / A / Alana
all these scenes from my life playin' back through my
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