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It's one of those days. When nobody's home. Everyone's here. But you're all alone. . It's one of those nights. Where everyone's cold. But they're standing on ice.
Your smile is like the sun to me. So bright its weakening. But so sweet. . But of all that you'd like from me. A smile and be okay. Sorry. . Its taken me everyday.
Make your way. Down the face. Of everything we know. And go so far. See other places. And other people. I won't know about. . Breathe in deep,. Let it out slow.
I just found a friend. in one of your lies. to treat me so nice. i can't believe my bones. when they say so many things. they tell me i am fine. believe me i, i try.
Everyone's in love with You. Everyone's in love with you. But you don't seem to mind. But it must be tough when you're cleanin' up. Them broken hearts sometimes.
Have you heard of the saying for those who are playing?. You don't know what you've got till it's gone. Well, that was my calling and I knew I was falling.
It's always something. You gotta be here, you gotta be there. You're always running, always got to be somewhere. No time for living, and the days just slip away.
Nothing that come between the face , I control my breath. But my heart reveals a maze me , go back to the begininng. I try to look ahead , but beacuse im trained to caught oxygen trough my nostrils.