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Must make you feel Sound, Tearing someone to the ground. To hear the last breath Stuck inside Like all the rest We could've been the best I guess it's overrated when you feel hated Things aren't going like I planned And I try to stand But my living space is jammed Just trying to make it But I gotta fake it Smile on my face To embrace it I'm tired and I just don't want to face it My heart is sore maybe i'll break it I don't want it anymore It's like no one understands But I still make these plans So that when I can stand I won't tear you down I'll build you up Till you are sound and on your own feet pressed firmly on the ground
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Jan 19, 2012
Jan 19, 2012 at 9:37 PM UTC
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Must make you feel Sound, Tearing someone to the ground. To hear the last breath Stuck inside Like all the rest We could've been the best I guess it's overrated when you feel hated Things aren't going like I planned And I try to stand But my living space is jammed Just trying to make it But I gotta fake it Smile on my face To embrace it I'm tired and I just don't want to face it My heart is sore maybe i'll break it I don't want it anymore It's like no one understands But I still make these plans So that when I can stand I won't tear you down I'll build you up Till you are sound and on your own feet pressed firmly on the ground
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Jan 19, 2012
Jan 19, 2012 at 9:37 PM UTC
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