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So much for breathing, my cloud nine fell from grace. |
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Loss of everything, where is my identity?. |
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If I could only find what is left me. |
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So much for letting go when you have nothing left to hold. |
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The words that slid off your tongue, my everything. |
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Your nothing, |
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I know that |
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I don't mean much to you but you mean the world to me. |
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Devotion, an undying dead. |
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The harrowing, bleed you out of me, the "he said, she said" falsity. |
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Leave it be, |
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I just want to go home. |
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So much for letting go. |
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I won't be dying with me, no not this time. |
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Becoming by undoing him. |
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Sacrifice, the ultimate devotion. |
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So much for saving yourself. |
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It can never be love. |
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I can never be sold like the blood they call love. |
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I am a stranger. |
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I will not, |
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I have not, |
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I can never be like him. |
