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Seems like everyone around me is waiting,
for me to break down, they're always watching,
even at night when i'm sleeping,
beautiful girls still are creeping,

been the one staying away from a tricky thing,
ever since i left the one i loved as children,
it still all hurts, i'm just pretending,
that i could seriously have a happy ending,

out my window above backyards,
i spar with your memory with wooden swords,
your faces all just disappear in this cruel world,
where everyone watches and someone always keeps score,

i won't ever allow myself to break down,
let my friends collect whats left after the fall out,
catch up to the me when i'm sleeping,
the real me is finally heating.