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Locked inside
Of a room
With no doors
Locked inside
Of a room
With no doors

Never really good with words was I
Stab me until I get hurt feel my
Irony is what is served in my
Song of yours
He says he says he says
That I lost it
Says that I lost it
Said stay alone
Never really good with words was I
Stab me until I get hurt feel my
Irony is what is served in my
Song of yours
All I have to ask is
All I have to ask is
All I have to ask is

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Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Brooks
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