| You left me hanging with my head down
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| Feet swinging, I’d rather drown
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| You say you have the sustenance, I see nothing heaven sent. |
| Where did I go
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| wrong? |
| Where did I go wrong?
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| There’s nothing crystal fucking clear to show me I’ll be strong
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| But I’m alright, I’m alright, I’m alright, I’m alright
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| My blood is made from mercury
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| What shines for you is killing me
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| Where is there meaning left when all we know is broken? |
| Shadows are all I see
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| How do we cope with loss when all our words are spoken? |
| This is not all I will
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| be
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| My blood is made from mercury
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| What shines for you is killing me
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| Lay into me, pray you’re through me
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| See my death, see right through me
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| Cut me quick but, do it deep
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| Cause time will heal or I’m assuming
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| That this is the turning point for all that I have felt
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| This is a open letter to my sanity
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| I swear that all that she has taken from you no longer will be. |
| Because I’ve
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| done too much to hurt myself
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| And now I’m left with nothing else
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| The book you read sits on a shelf, it’s time for me to grow
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| Page one
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| I’ve found the time to look into myself
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| I swear, I will feel things I have not already felt |