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Walking through thorns, a seagull flying overhead,
least thing i remember was watching tv, is this waking up dead?
lose control of body and soul, completely change myself,
i fly off the edge of the cliff, landing on what appears to be my shelf.

Look over towards the ground, thought of giving in to quit,
either odd or even, is still neither no matter how you flip it,
always warned me to stay in touch, never thought to listen,
now i'm missin without anyone noticin.

A cold frozen lake engulfs what was once a brightly burning flame,
my heart was torn apart by girls who play more games,
drive me insane, even though i still think of how i stutter when you smile,
you never lasted long enough to entertain, running away was always more your style.

Take your car keys, click your seat belt,
you kept me from falling down, instead you are now the reason i knelt,
i never want to feel anything for anyone, rather have true love stay a mystery,
drive as fast as you can at 4:15 on Delafeld, and crash into me.