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I do the best I can,
I put on a smiling face,
I feel like my happiness is on a ban,
just hit my heart with a blunt mace.

I'm trying to make it work,
But its so damn hard when they fight all the time,
I wish I was just a piece of birk,
they don't fight with each other face to face, no they left that grime,

They kill my heart slowly
Its beating goes deaf,
I've given up.

One attacks with his pain,
the other with mine,
one is a dear friend,
he is at his end,

One is my lover,
the one I put above all other,
he hurts the worse,
when my voice gets all horse,

I can't speak,
for tears are running down my face,
once again i feel so meek,
just hit me with a blunt mace