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• Artiste: Delara
• Titre: Fine
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They be acting like they know my sorrows Chattering to me, thinking that they know how hollow I feel The anxiety is strong this time Asking how are you in quietness, I'm fine I don't respond what I feel inside So I've been walking around with my head down Stumbling in my shoes from town to town They keep asking me the same and don't find it strange when... I keep telling them I'm fine Why would they even mind? God, I feel so blind Drenched in all these lies Now you've got the whole Good Will Hunting thing going on Right out your passage, unforgettable 'Cause seeing all the things you fear Will they ask you now? They don't do They all know how it goes, yet they don't care So you've been walking around with your head down Stumbling in your shoes from town to town They keep asking you the same and don't find it strange when You keep telling them you're fine Why would they even mind? Now you feel so blind Drenched in all these lies Now maybe I'm over-exaggerating Maybe I'm the one who creates the situation And even though no one wants to show a sign I'm sure we all walk the same lie We keep telling them we're fine Why would they even mind? Now we feel so blind Drenched in all these lies Drenched in all these lies Drenched in all these lies Drenched in all these lies