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This place is so empty,
My thoughts are so tempting,
I don’t know how it got so bad.
Sometimes it’s so crazy,
that nothing can save me,
But it’s the only thing that I have.
I see the parts but not the whole
I study saints and scholars both
No perfect plan unfurls
Do I trust my heart or just my mind
Why is truth so hard to find in this world
Yeah in this world
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I see through 30, getting older every day
My Soul, drawing pictures of innocent times
Can you add colour inside these lines?
I want you to lead me
Take me somewhere
Don’t want to live in a dr
Drink the poison when you think it’s over
Stabbing yourself when you think it’s too late
Tragic endings are your thing
You love them
You love letting go
The endings the same
Drink the poison
I wanted to tell you, what really happened, how do I explain this? How do I explain everything?