I bet you remember the day you were better, as soon as we severed, and you were free.


"You show the lights that stop me turn to stone
you shine it when I'm alone.
And so I tell myself that I'll be strong
And dreaming when they're gone.

Noises, I play within' my head
touch my own skin and hope that I'm still breathing."


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