shes back to being the human alarm clock
the nostalgia
but onto what matters
i do not like what i am capable of
its got ahold of this rusteh heart and no matter what i do it wont let go
the difference i suppose is in how you act
will you walk around, dead inside
rotten to the core
accepting your fate?
or will you fight every waking moment
with every heart beat
every breath you take
just to say you did?
i can tell her i tried
im trying
you say its pointless but what the FUCK have you ever done?
its funny that god takes all the credit but none of the blame
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