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hideaway
here i sit in my hideaway
its not a very bright spot
here its dark
its in the old barn in the hayloft
i spend hour upon hour just sitting here
i used to sit here with you
we used to come here
here where no one could see us..
now its different
so i sit here with the cat
and i cry
i cry until theres nothing left
until i can no longer see anything
until i am away from this world in a better place
until the pain is temporarily dissapeared
i live in this world of lonliness
inside myself
breaking away from reality
but as soon as i leave this place
i know i will have to sew my heart back together
and put on a fake face
until tomorrow comes and i can return to this
hide away.
its not a very bright spot
here its dark
its in the old barn in the hayloft
i spend hour upon hour just sitting here
i used to sit here with you
we used to come here
here where no one could see us..
now its different
so i sit here with the cat
and i cry
i cry until theres nothing left
until i can no longer see anything
until i am away from this world in a better place
until the pain is temporarily dissapeared
i live in this world of lonliness
inside myself
breaking away from reality
but as soon as i leave this place
i know i will have to sew my heart back together
and put on a fake face
until tomorrow comes and i can return to this
hide away.
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