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He is empowered But you, powerless Have not they gave any trusted name
Alone in a dark room nothing to come home to she's trying to figure out why Her light rises with the sun then sets when the day's done no matter how hard she'll try
Remind me why we can’t try this again.Now that we know what’s at stake,we won’t make the same mistakesand if we do, we’re done for good, the end.But at least we’ll know what could have been
If the world is listening, Let them hear this; My life is not perfect, My life is not bliss. I'm happy almost never. The sadness always stays. I'm always the one who's wrong. I'm always the one who's to blame.
Mad at myself For letting it end Countless months, hours, and days Spent with my thoughts in a never ending haze