when its lonely and its raining
and there’s no stars left to play
would you become a novel
or a lonely serenade
would you be my reflection
when the moment start to itch
when i cant see right through me
and i need you to fix…
i fear the life i’m living
just another melody
and i’m over protecting
the things so dear to me
if i could just stop listening
to me instead of you
then you wont be the victim
of all the things i do
would you say. its ok
and i hate you cause you’re angry
and i hate you cause you’re not
i hate you my depression
has tied me in its knot
when the sun is out and shining
and dark clouds break away
in see left the ashes
destructive things i say
would you please
forgive me
cry with me
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