Falling apart.
I'm calling you out.
A pattern we've learned to live
gone to the clouds you've sent them afar why did
And it's all inside your head.
Pictures painted perfect, black
With bloodshot eyes, revealing eyes, and a dynasty.
One that
A break in time, flourescent sign.
How they listen I don't
And I remember when this used to be fun.
Now it
I try (I try) to get you out of my
Well I know thought control.
It works in two ways.
The first
Come walk a mile in my shoes
Before you write me
Girls don't know
You think you're the only ones
who
You told me not to put you up on a
on this endless journey I carry on...
miles away we lay
Friendship never meant so much
Until I stumbled across an
I want to take it back, the feelings that remind
I wake up in the morning
Not knowing where I'm
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