I'm trapped in the same trap,
over and over
and it hurts so bad.
I would protect myself if the one who's trapping me,
wouldn't be me.
Man it hurts like hell
with the moon rising
and lighting up the sky I see the person who can kill,
lying on the bed,
eyes to the ceiling,
giving myself a glare
knowing I'll make the same mistakes again...
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