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It's that feel
It's a bright inviting light that's just out of reach
It's an out held hand, but only wants to preach
It's so beautiful and brilliant, but only a lie
It's so right and perfect, but learns too young and die
It's a secret feeling in your heart, and you just can't contain it
It's than one person who makes that feeling, but shoots a bullet to your heart, sights always been set on it
It's that feeling of trust, twisted by betrayal
It's that impending doubt that never turns faithful
It's the feeling someone's watching you, you turn to look and they are
It's the feeling where you want so bad to get away, but the bomb's waiting for you in your car
It's that cry for help, but never escape
It's that really fucking bad day, and it only get's worse, and the pain only elevates
It's an out held hand, but only wants to preach
It's so beautiful and brilliant, but only a lie
It's so right and perfect, but learns too young and die
It's a secret feeling in your heart, and you just can't contain it
It's than one person who makes that feeling, but shoots a bullet to your heart, sights always been set on it
It's that feeling of trust, twisted by betrayal
It's that impending doubt that never turns faithful
It's the feeling someone's watching you, you turn to look and they are
It's the feeling where you want so bad to get away, but the bomb's waiting for you in your car
It's that cry for help, but never escape
It's that really fucking bad day, and it only get's worse, and the pain only elevates
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