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It's Me Not You
I’m starting to feel this chill of that summer ending
I hate to make dust on the sun, but I must stop pretending
You can’t feel the thorns stabbing in my insides
I’m sorry for the way I am, but I must stay and hide
I can consume the gas that you give to me
But within my heart it’s something that’s not meant to be
I need the oxygen that fills my soul
To find someone who has the ways of the old
You try so hard I can see
But this time you can believe
That this is the truth
It’s me not you
