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Lost in my own misery
I am once again lost and cannot be found
Even you’re no longer there when I turn around
You say that you need me and I need you too
It’s hard to feel needed when you’re constantly blue
I’m tired of trying and tired of crying
A huge part of me is continually dying
I’m no longer understanding or forgiving it’s true
I’m always sorry for what I do
How could I possibly walk back to your open arms
When all I see is how I harm
I always tell you it’ll be different this time
Truth is I think that’s just my favorite line
This heart is dark, broken and full of doubt
There’s no way you could possibly love what I have came about
The sad part is you can never set me free
Because my only freedom is 6 feet deep...
Even you’re no longer there when I turn around
You say that you need me and I need you too
It’s hard to feel needed when you’re constantly blue
I’m tired of trying and tired of crying
A huge part of me is continually dying
I’m no longer understanding or forgiving it’s true
I’m always sorry for what I do
How could I possibly walk back to your open arms
When all I see is how I harm
I always tell you it’ll be different this time
Truth is I think that’s just my favorite line
This heart is dark, broken and full of doubt
There’s no way you could possibly love what I have came about
The sad part is you can never set me free
Because my only freedom is 6 feet deep...
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