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Excuse my blank expression while I´m staring at the wall.
The telephone is in my hand and I don´t know who to call.
I wish I knew what was wrong with me...
Because this is not me, I know this is not me.
every thought I have seems to be a question.
Am I just like you or am I one fucked up exception?
Am i just an exception?
