I've been sitting in my room
thinking about this life
trying to
This is a song about love. And when we turn
These are not my eyes and not my hands. I
Stripping these walls away. I can't stand for another day.
Continuing
Here I am not a broken man, a broken boy
You're so close you're so close but so far away
you've
I leave the tension dispersed,
walk away from this time, fade
In playgrounds and graveyards and little soldiers running in circles
Well I feel you when it's over and you left
I am made of dirt and string and old forgotten
All I say won't free me in your mind
Drove away
It’s forever Fall. I fight this feeling It never seems
She is gone— Inside a hole like the sky, Where
Peaceful one, it's time to take your life away. Loving
Father, I miss you. Stone white face, I kissed you.
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