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Did I ever tell you what the definition of insanity is? Insanity is doing the exact... same fucking thing... over and over again expecting... shit to change... That.

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Should my footsteps fall without pause towards the end How sufficient was my love More or less than final words between two friends “You are a home to me” is what you always said So in this quiet, empty place All I can ask is if I stopped giving you that Sorry I’m so absent I’m just so scared anymore Feels like someone’s going to pull the fucking floor Sorry I’m so quiet I just can’t talk anymore Every word drives the blade deeper than before I’ve been so scared of failing I just can’t care anymore There is a point at which sleep is more for shelter than rest I cannot speak any healing, pummeled and out of breath I cannot make you believe that I love you to death I cannot spread any hope if I don't have any left Light bursts from the side when my hand stings my face And it doesn't chase the darkness I've created away And it doesn't change the way you will remember my name I fucking promise it's me, I fucking swear I'm the same Sat reclined, driver’s side, and the rain understood I can’t be rid of my bad, I can’t be rid of my good I cannot choose which parts of me are misunderstood I can choose which parts of me die underfoot, yeah
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Should my footsteps fall without pause towards the end How sufficient was my love More or less than final words between two friends “You are a home to me” is what you always said So in this quiet, empty place All I can ask is if I stopped giving you that Sorry I’m so absent I’m just so scared anymore Feels like someone’s going to pull the fucking floor Sorry I’m so quiet I just can’t talk anymore Every word drives the blade deeper than before I’ve been so scared of failing I just can’t care anymore There is a point at which sleep is more for shelter than rest I cannot speak any healing, pummeled and out of breath I cannot make you believe that I love you to death I cannot spread any hope if I don't have any left Light bursts from the side when my hand stings my face And it doesn't chase the darkness I've created away And it doesn't change the way you will remember my name I fucking promise it's me, I fucking swear I'm the same Sat reclined, driver’s side, and the rain understood I can’t be rid of my bad, I can’t be rid of my good I cannot choose which parts of me are misunderstood I can choose which parts of me die underfoot, yeah
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