Nothing will change anyway, you’re mine
From some point, I really started to hate you
But still, I believed in you who said this was love
I hate you But I love you
But still, I’m like a bent tree, a dream with no significance
I always cry and laugh by myself but I like that I’m by your side
Please look at me as if you’re at least passing me by
It’s always me who’s giving, I’m already cast aside, it just hurts
We’re both hurting because we’re keeping this up
Nothing will change anyway, you’re mine
A dream-like love story but damn, reality is sad
Whatever happens, happens because anyway, baby you my lover
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