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Got Away
Where do I begin, on which side do I start
The grass isn't green on either side it seems
Waiting for hope to grow
But I wouldn't hold my breath
Your words, they made me melt like snow
They put me to the test
But you want to know whats funny..
Truth has a way of showing
Itself in the weirdest ways
I somehow thought I lost my grip
But I was gaining grip on reality
I always thought it was you
But I'm the one who got away
And I'm not coming back
This is my independence day
So who gets to speak first, who starts?
Either way you get the last word
It hurts to hear your voice
It's starting to just be noise
Your words are like shape razorblades
They slowly start tearing away
Your lips open to speak again
You'll eat your words, this is the end
Is your heart stone
Or is it just gone
I'll say farewell with this last song
Who's crying now, its me that's strong
Now that I see
This was not meant to be
