MEASURE

My heart became so heavy
I wish I threw it away
Is this a kind of disease?
I feel too filled to kiss you to please you to kiss you

Why do you look so tired today?
I'm old I know
It's only your own measure

It aches when you look at me
Even the mirror makes me suffer
There are parts of my body
I wish I threw them away
Is this a kind of disease?
I feel too empty to kiss you to please you to miss you

Why do you look so old today?
I'm tired I know
It's only your own measure

How long can l creep like this?
How long can I keep it still?
How long can I bear a grudge?
In hope for better times?
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