I am the reflection of your body
How will you keep me apart from yourself
Making mistakes is in my nature
Because I am a human being, I am not God
I have admitted to every one of my mistakes
Human beings make mistake
Now I have nothing left to hide of myself
My wounds have begun to show through the cracks
When sometimes, in the darkness of night
Birds forget their path
After walking miles, until dawn
They return to their nests
Something like that happened to me too
This is what I am hinting at
Life has begun to seem this way
Like the paint worn off of walls
Now I have nothing left to hide of myself
My wounds have begun to show through the cracks
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