Lost my face again?
No, no, it’s just, my tears, they … they don’t stop
They just keep coming, coming, coming.
It’s so good to just cry
It’s so good to cry it all out
Well, I lost my face, too.
There were so many injuries.
I’ve got a hernia.
There’s a hole in my heart.
Sometimes I want to kill myself. But life goes on and we keep singing and laughing.
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