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I’m tired of being alone
I’m tired of dreaming in red
I’m tired of having my only friends
Live inside my head

I’ve almost gotten used to it
To never have real friends
The thing I learn from the fake ones
Is that relationships always end

I’ve almost gotten used to the silence
The only sound is my beating heart
At least I won’t have to worry
About relationships falling apart

It’s really no use trying to feel good
Or even trying to have fun
How can we be broken people
If I’m the only one