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first i'm through with the same shit.
the love, the jealousy and mistrust.
it's one thing to feel everything so deeply,
but i'm not able to make you feel my love.
maybe this is destiny and we were never meant to be.
all i could ever see was you
and your blue skies mean nothing to me.
give me back the stormy nights
where we had each other and that was enough.
when the flame finally goes out
who will you still want?
ours is so very thin
and you find me so very weak with emotion.
how am i to carry us both without leaving the flame behind?
to sizzle and smoke and laugh at the joke
our relationship turned out to be.
i'm through with the same shit.
always on some lame shit,
like no calling me back shit,
and leaving me down
and leaving me out shit.
yes i am through with this same shit,
all of that love shit is old news for me.
i need that new shit to blow my mind.
that freedom and loyalty and gentleness.
i need a life that is just all mine.
