skin cells

I was drawing pictures through the dead skin cells on the glass
Walking through the broken fragments, all reflections of the past
Things will never be the same, only memories can last
Girl, I'm never gonna change, I'm just never coming back
I was drawing pictures through the dead skin cells on the glass
Walking through the broken fragments (ooh), all reflections of the past (ooh)
Things will never be the same (ooh), only memories can last (ooh)
Girl, I'm never gonna change (ooh), I'm just never coming back (ooh)

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