The heavens turn south, the world has turned, and im still here, the same place i was, when you turned away, and disappeared, Your still the voice behind my face, When your with me, and you turn away, it makes me melt, in unbelief and dismay, All the time wasted to get you back, and in the end i keep saying, why try I used to be happy till you came around, In your superficial happiness im drowning.
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