It’s the cops are coming in type of sobering up It’s a girl who never learned that I could not give enoughAnd my friends are happy, I’m happy, I’ve learned to adapt Darker kind of humor and I can still hear ‘em laugh
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Like the sea, I’m constantly changing from calm to ill. Madness fills my heart and soul, as if the great divide could swallow me whole. Oh, how I’m breaking down.
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