Lately when it's cold outside I got to find a
Place where I can hide
My hurt pride.
Lately when I need a friend, if I can't find
The warmth there's a
Need to pretend.
That I'm a dying flower,
Don't you want me.
My hero, I need your hand
I'm zero and I can't live like this
Snow falls on my head
The chill makes me melt.
Everybody needs somebody sometime
Life is vicious.
It's crazy what I hold inside,
If I don't think about it I just might get by,
It's crazy will you every know
I twist my face right the scars won't show,
I'm a dying flower don't you want me.
Why I am what I am becasue I am
The sun beat down to me.
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