SEVEN DAYS -
Seven days,
since you've replied,
And my patience,
My patience has almost died.
Used to think, you're in love with me,
But now I can see clearly,
That my innocence has set you free,
Seven days,
Since I've seen your face,
Can't tell you, how I got in this disgrace.
Sometimes I just occupy a seat,
And close my eyes,
N when I wake up, find out that it's a Friday night.
Knives confiscated by my folks,
But the fact that you're gone,
Has weakened every one of my bone.
Seven days,
Since I've held your hand,
And I've been tryin' to understand,
What love means to me now.
Every single minute,
Seems like a day,
N I've been tryin' to kill myself,
In a thousand freakin' ways,
I don't have the faintest idea,
Where to look for you,
So I'm just gonna sit here,
And pretend like I don't care.
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