we wasted so many truths that we depend on getting by another lie
on every other thing that dies
and as his voice beckons out
i hear the end
the end of trauma slowly setting in
my body seems to stop and freeze
stop
well i just dance the way i feel
stop breathing
imagine none of this is real
well i just dance the way i feel
an simple crowd makes an move and on my space
i'm lashing out
i'm crashing down
on other people in my way
i'm getting all of these from this place
this place is ruined been affected
after all the time i paid
moving out to someone else
you're always open with yourself
but no one
i talk to no one
always falling short of help
i choose to take this by myself
and go
and i just go
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