Gorgeous isnt it,
That life I had before
From light, love and happiness,
To dark, hateful, full of sorrow.
Never thought it would go this way.
Always belived in everything, nothing was ever true.
Having fun with me, lucky you.
Nothing is the same, all I want to do is go back into my bed.
Nothing is right, I want to go back and change it with all my might
But all I can do id stare, stare into the darkness coming this way
Holding tight hoping for a better day.
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