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Born alone , die alone.
I am sorry I loved you
I am sorry I tried to be there.
I am no slutty object you always call me
I have given you all of me.
All the pieces I had left from whatever I was
All the pieces I gathered and had sewn.
I am sorry I lived here too long
I am sorry I have loved for too long.
Truth is I'm sorry to belong where I never belonged in the first place
Lord you shattered me
Lord just take me.
Take me home
To a place in my imagination I was born alone.
I am sorry I tried to be there.
I am no slutty object you always call me
I have given you all of me.
All the pieces I had left from whatever I was
All the pieces I gathered and had sewn.
I am sorry I lived here too long
I am sorry I have loved for too long.
Truth is I'm sorry to belong where I never belonged in the first place
Lord you shattered me
Lord just take me.
Take me home
To a place in my imagination I was born alone.
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