There are these people that use you fortheir own need
You walk in with another headacheI can tell by the
Our insecurities, they bend us down on broken kneesOur insecurities,
Once, once is really something twiceit's just a tease for
Just as you're waiting, you sit up in your evil
All these things I want
the most. But they're
usually one
I've thought about it a million timesIt takes all my
I was working in a shithole one daysome fool came
I tear myself apart and I throw it on the
I was born by the river
In a little old tent
And
Awaken in a state it's not my own
The only
There's a motion in daily silence
That's the yeses swimming round
Down alone you find yourself
Another road with no way out
Laying
There is a silence that paces us all
It's sensitive
Yeah
You take me off the rollercoaster
Of your serial killing ways
I'm
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