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It came back to that familiar feeling of you
The aching of my heart and the quickening of my pulse
The sad thoughts and daydreams
The truth and the lies

I was begging you to let me go
To tie the strings of my soul
To rip away the pain
So that I can finally sleep again

Just like all of the times I've ever prayed
I go unanswered
Stuck in the silence of my friends
And the loudest eyes I've ever seen

"Help me", I scream

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