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The End
We look for something more
when we find the pieces of our self
Standing in the doorway
peeking in on our outter self
I lost myself and honestly
I don't know if I want her back
I grasped for Hope
but let it fall into the cracks
Overdosed on a love
that was never really mine
Took me 4 yrs just know my lines
I was running to get somewhere
I thought I needed to be
sad thing is I was running from the original Me
the duplicate stood her ground and excepted her fate
If I coulda,I woulda been there
but nowadays I show up a lil to late
Sing me a river,I'll cry you a song
trapped inside me
these days are so long
give me a minute
and take back these hours
It left with a kiss
and said time just wasn't OURS!!
when we find the pieces of our self
Standing in the doorway
peeking in on our outter self
I lost myself and honestly
I don't know if I want her back
I grasped for Hope
but let it fall into the cracks
Overdosed on a love
that was never really mine
Took me 4 yrs just know my lines
I was running to get somewhere
I thought I needed to be
sad thing is I was running from the original Me
the duplicate stood her ground and excepted her fate
If I coulda,I woulda been there
but nowadays I show up a lil to late
Sing me a river,I'll cry you a song
trapped inside me
these days are so long
give me a minute
and take back these hours
It left with a kiss
and said time just wasn't OURS!!
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