Little sorrow,
Can you feel my beating heart?
No tomorrow
With your insides torn apart
Should I face the mirror?
Do I have anything to fear?
How many times did I die, after you and I?
Did I know how sore I would be, after you and me?
And how did I not realize the plot for our demise?
One day you will feel just like me and I won’t be there for you
Oh
Little sorrow,
Can you feel my beating heart?
No tomorrow
With your insides torn apart
Should I face the mirror?
Do I have anything to fear?
Should I face the mirror?
Do I have anything to fear?
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