i made a list of everything i wanted to see
no words need to be spoken.
just close your eyes and
I've always had such a negative point of view.
I've
i'm searching for an ounce of what you tried to
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i'll stand tall as i'm put through
all these mistakes look
recover from the tragedies of life
superstition, a scar you've left
the dust clears off the box full of hopeless memories
the
i'll quench my thirst with the poison you gave me
maybe
the sky comes crashing down
over my heart racing through distress
this
dirty hands dirty mind questions lurking deep inside
of regret
i'm getting lost in your eyes deep like the ocean
you're
ripped in two my heart cries out loud,
"why are you
i'll trace my steps backwards so far
until all my
i'll trace my steps backwards so far
until all my tears
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