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Existence,
well what does it matter?
I exist on the best terms i can
The past is now a part of my future
the present is well out of hand.
Lost Control?
I never meant for it to grov like this
When I'm up there,
They dont understand how much I give,
and how it affects me
and now they want more
they expect me to give more
I dont know if I can
Dear
i know i've fucked up your life, not you on mine.
i felt as if though things have become a little bit clearer
earlier on but now i see it falling to pireces before my eyes.
I'm paying dea
So this is permanence
Love shattered pride
what once was innocence
turned on inside
a cloud hangs over me, marks every move.
Deep in the memory in what oonce was love