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My tears have long dryed |
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Depression is like war |
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I burn the bridges I made, |
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Everytime i look at my writs it reminds me im alive |
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Love is like treasure, |
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My dreams show me a life I could of had |
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Love... |
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&i cant sleep at night |
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She even bleeds sad |
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...she tells him she doesnt want the numb less feeling no more... |