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Last published Mon, Jul 24, 2017
when you're alone in the darkness
does it haunt you?
does it eat away at you're soul?
how do you handle the pain..
i'm falling deeper.. i'm falling deeper
i cant begin to explain the thoughts in my head
i'm the one to blame for all of the scars on you're skin
i know iv'e made mistakes
i know iv'e put you through hell
but in the end yeah in end...
i love you
(i love you)
what would it take to get a second chance with you
i cant believe how much iv'e messed this up
x2
the voices in my mind
are telling me i'm fine
but the scars on my wrists contradict there lines
all iv'e ever wanted was a place to call my home
now you're gone iv'e never felt so alone
(i have never felt so fucking alone)x2
if i don't wake up in the morning
just remember me as lesson you never learned
because i know i broke you're heart
i know i hurt you
but you are my world and i cant be without you
no, i cannot be without youuuu (without you) x3
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