One Love

A hundred different track marks

To a hundred different veins

A thousand different roads

To a thousand different pains

With each one worse than the last

Every way I turn

I can’t seem to find the past

As each track starts to burn

I’m falling very fast now

Really starting to fly

I can’t remember anything,

How I got this high.

The weight of pain seems to crush me

A light, a hope, a thread,

Anything will do

To save me from the dead

A million ways to contemplate

A million ways to die

But just one light, one hope, one thread

Just one love, will save me from this lie.

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