On better days I've been known to listen,
I go to waste; all my time is missing.
I'm mapping out my ending -
It's never going to happen now.
These things are condescending,
With everybody backing down.
You pray to stars that will help you get by,
And all at once, you forget to try.
But know that if you let me -
They're never going to find me now.
My life is always empty,
And in and out of doubt.
You're not coming back for me...
These things, they will never be...
I'm so used to being wrong,
So put me where I belong.
I, I'll get back to you...
God knows I try...
But I still lose.
And I, I get back to you.
All these days run by...
But I still lose.
Angels say they can make you suffer;
Give and take like a vicious lover.
When all this loses meaning,
You'll never want it back, somehow.
Awake but still I'm dreaming,
And never waking up.
You're not coming back for me...
These things, they will never be...
I'm so used to being wrong,
So put me where I belong.
I'll get back to you..
God knows I try..
But I still lose.
And I, I'll get back to you,
As these days run by.
But I still lose...lose.
Alone, where I'm not alone.
Alone, where I'm not alone.
Alone, where I'm not alone.
Alone.
Alone.








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i comment because i think your art is worthy of being critiqued. not cos i whore myself. not cos i care about being returned the favor. cos *you* deserve it. get it through your heads. if you think i deserve something, thats cool too.
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