Last night I dreamt that you were dead.
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The only that I could find to clear you from my head.
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I find it hard for me to get past all the shit you did to me.
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In spite at night I try in vain to get my mind back right.
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Tongue tied
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I feel so terrified
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I'm so sick of being on my own (this feels like suicide)
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Tongue tied
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I feel so dead inside.
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Some things are better left alone, completely out of sight and mind, never to be told.
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I find it harder to express the things that no one else can see. But me, sometimes I wait for days to get my mind back
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right.
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Tongue tied
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I feel so terrified
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I'm so sick of being on my own (this feels like suicide)
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Tongue Tied
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I feel so dead inside
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Struggling in a world I can't control (this feels like suicide)
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Some say waiting
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Taking my own time is all I can do
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Should've known you'd things to hide by look in your eyes
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I can hear the words loud
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(And now I finally understand this feeling of uncertainty that leaves me now)
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Tongue tied
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I feel so terrified
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I'm so sick of being on my own (this feels like suicide)
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Tongue tied
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I feel so dead inside
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Struggling in a world I can't control (this feels like suicide)
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Tongue-Tied
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| Earshot |
