Feel no shame about shape
Weather changes the phrase
Even mother will show you another way
So. Put your glasses on
Nothing will be wrong
There's no blame. There's no fame
It's up to you
The first words should be found
Whatever holds you back
I
Can
I can get it off
Tell me what
Tell me what
Tell me what you want
I don't know why
I don't know why
I don't know why you are afraid
Tell me what
Tell me what
Tell me what you'd say
I don't know why
I don't know why
Too late 
It's too late
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