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Sick, tired, stressed out

Sick of this bullshit

I hate all the lies

All of the ties

Between enemy lines

I can't stand it



Write me a song

Or a thought so cold

Brings shivers to my bones

Make me feel so old

I want nothing more

Than a life worth living with you

But when this ice is so cold

Tell what can I do?



You will be ready

Just like you were before

I'll close out the bullshit

Lock it behind a steel door

Kill all the anger

Pent up deep inside

Hold up my mask

In shadows I will hide



I never said this life was easy to hold on to

I never gave you the time of day, nor did I lie to you

Words were said in anger and are taken as knives

I can't believe we are still breathing or even alive



Run away

Run away

Run away with what you have

Get away

Get away

Get away before this life holds you back

Fly away

Fly away

Fly away a thousand miles or more

That is where I will be

Come quick, I am holding the elevator door



Deep in my memory is hidden feelings of deep regret

All those looks that we gave well full of deep thoughts of knowing what we could not forget

Deep in our kisses, we both said a lot more

I love you more now, but only because I finally landed on the shore



Floating for hours

Where I left behind

All of the memories

Of when I was blind

I can see clearly now

I want to see your face

Kiss me so deeply

Let me feel your warm embrace



I'd never lie to you

So when I say it, you'll know it true

I'm beginning to think I do

Could it be true?

I love....