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No More
Music always seemed
Like it was my secret getaway
But now it's only a dream
Day by day
I used to play the guitar
Until my fingers bled
But now it's just a scar
That's no longer red
I used to play the piano
As much as I could
But now I don't know
If I even should
I used to create a beat
That would match my heart
But now it's never complete
Because my heart's broken apart
And I used to sing
Until it turned into a growl
Because that was my happy string
And I was the screeching owl
I've lost all hope
And all I can see is black
I can no longer cope
With everything that I lack
Like it was my secret getaway
But now it's only a dream
Day by day
I used to play the guitar
Until my fingers bled
But now it's just a scar
That's no longer red
I used to play the piano
As much as I could
But now I don't know
If I even should
I used to create a beat
That would match my heart
But now it's never complete
Because my heart's broken apart
And I used to sing
Until it turned into a growl
Because that was my happy string
And I was the screeching owl
I've lost all hope
And all I can see is black
I can no longer cope
With everything that I lack
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