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Time to time it rains insanity (Cracks and harms)
Promises of hope you once grew up with
""Do what you love""
Kid stop dreaming

Suddenly I feel I'm out of time (It makes me wonder)
Why the hell I didn't care before
Before it would matter 
Now it's what's keeping me alive
 
Oh god, it's so hard to live now
But so easy to die 
 
Nobody knows I 
Cry from the inside am
Filled with emptiness
 
Bring me to shadows
Turn me to dust but 
Don't let go of my hand
 
I'll keep blowing this fire
Just give me a sign today
 
Wide Awake, spending all my life (Unkempt and failed)
Such an idiot wouldn't go too far I'm 
Losing control trying to 
Make things look right
 
Mom and dad took their own lives (And left me here alone)
With nothing but a bunch of TV crap I
Got so far though
Almost blended in with the crowd
 
Oh god, it's so hard to stay alive
But so easy to die
 
Nobody knows I 
Cry from the inside am
Filled with emptiness
 
Bring me to shadows
Turn me to dust don't 
Take away the shimmer of light from me
Will jump from the edge to be free oh yeah
 
Hey kid, I've been waiting for so long
Been waiting to feel your face
No words to explain how sorry I am
But I won't let you leave yet
 
What makes you think I'm listening to you know?
Suffocated, I cannot breathe with you two around
I thought it was fine in the beginning but truth is I'm torn down
This path has been walked by many like me
And I don't need more than my right hand's fingers 
To count the ones who died with no guilt
Now you tell me I can't die, that I have to come back
Say taking my life won't take away my problems 
So I guess I'll take my chances down here

Nobody knows I 
Cry from the inside am
Filled with emptiness
 
Bring me to shadows
Turn me to dust but 
Don't let go of my hand
 
I'll keep blowing this fire
Just give me a sign today

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