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Deprived

Maybe we are just the curse
Than unseals the Blessing
Done fighting about who comes first
Because my value You're always second guessing
I miss us I really do
But how can we have than when the old you is gone
because this isn't you
lost in the thought of the one

You're feeling you're right don't you?
Maybe I am the monster that can't help himself
Maybe what you say is true
Maybe there's nothing than can help
Maybe there's nothing I can do...


I want what I don't need
Something on which my mind and heart never agreed
You only need to plant the seed
To get me carried away with greed
You blame it on my home
The one you catch me running away from
Mind pulling tricks mouth making slurs
Mind calling quits heart looking for cures

You're feeling you're right don't you?
Maybe I am the monster that can't help himself
Maybe what you say is true
Maybe there's nothing than can help
Maybe there's nothing I can do...

Maybe you're right..
but what does that benefit us...
Angels in daylight, devils once hit by night...
You have the two faces I can't trust....

Written by Gersain_Flores
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