If your not here

by Trisha Brooks   Dec 18, 2004


Room gets smaller my head starts to spin
now i can feel the pressure on my skin
theres no reasons to live my tragic life
when this whole time I've been bleeding from this knife
all i do is hope and dream
that you'll remember and come back to me
but since your not here
i know you don't care
so i want to leave to
cuz i can't be here if I'm not with you

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