"I dream about the place where all the broken pieces fit together, cause in this world, anything can hurt you. It'll push you, then forget you... stole my history. But I remember me, I remember me... It don't matter where I go, what I'm told, now you know... I remember me.
Even if I say goodbye, start to cry, do or die... I remember me."
Even if I say goodbye, start to cry, do or die... I remember me."
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