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These people here next to me
Lost in life unable to see Pain and agony comes from them I’d rather stand alone I know I can’t make it on my own But the supports I built Went down with you My life’s going in to a tilt What the hell should I do I’ve been here gone and back again And all the moments I thought I had a friend I’m off to live what’s left I’m only doing what I think is best I never knew it was so wrong Now its to late I’m going, I’m gone
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