staring at your own reflection
darkness within imperfection
scared to face what’s come to be
thinking, “is this really me?”
you’re fighting with yourself alone
why won’t you call up my phone?
give me hope then pull away
this love’s too much a price to pay
acid dripping down my throat
push me out and pull me close
i wanna help but i don’t know
how to love and not feel low
to lift your heart the price i pay
a piece of mine, just for the day
have mine until you’re strong enough
truth is hard, and lovin’s tough
and when i’m weak, i rest my case
i close my lips and hide my face
don’t want you to know that i
i lay alone at night and cry



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