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Manage me, I'm just a mess I'm only half read, my story finished here I want to rid myself of this dead weight and fly again but it's not enought for me I hope this is my worst because I couldn't handle another breakdown I'm sick of watching everyone pass me by and I'm stuck here wasting time, going crazy I make-believe, pretend i'm fine everyone turns away and I'm still living the lie There was a breakthrough, and I thought "This could be all I've waited for" "This is everything, I can't dream anymore" And do you think I've gotten better? I'll let you answer that yourself using the red lines scattered on my body because that skin, to me does not read 'fine'.
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Sep 5, 2013
Sep 5, 2013 at 5:16 PM UTC
4351- Weightless
Manage me, I'm just a mess I'm only half read, my story finished here I want to rid myself of this dead weight and fly again but it's not enought for me I hope this is my worst because I couldn't handle another breakdown I'm sick of watching everyone pass me by and I'm stuck here wasting time, going crazy I make-believe, pretend i'm fine everyone turns away and I'm still living the lie There was a breakthrough, and I thought "This could be all I've waited for" "This is everything, I can't dream anymore" And do you think I've gotten better? I'll let you answer that yourself using the red lines scattered on my body because that skin, to me does not read 'fine'.
based (loosely) on all time low's weightless
antivibes
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Sep 5, 2013
Sep 5, 2013 at 5:16 PM UTC
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