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This cup feels empty, my room is too quiet,

can't stop thinking, already tried it,

why if i still have leftover food from summer,

would you throw me out like an under rated drummer,

i feel my heart burning, try not to scream,

read of other worlds, so of them i will dream,

lately it seems my schemes and decisions,

have left me in too lonely a situation,

i see a face in the distance, familiar but strange,

can't place a name, i hear her, she changed,

i'll always be the audience, not her desire,

clapping like a fool for her, while i expire,

i would tell her that i hate her, wish we weren't tryin,

wish we never had our fling, but i'd be lyin,

tell me to have fun, live my life this way,

not by the harsh words they say.