I'm better off without you
I'm really starting to see
Now that time has past
I've dried my tear soaked sleeves
I thought you were my angel
What a cunning disguise
Turns out you were my demon
Crippling my mind
So thanks for the memories
But I'm finally moving on
It seems that to catch my breath
I needed you gone
Aug 28, 2015
Aug 28, 2015 at 1:09 AM UTC
I'm better off without you
I'm really starting to see
Now that time has past
I've dried my tear soaked sleeves
I thought you were my angel
What a cunning disguise
Turns out you were my demon
Crippling my mind
So thanks for the memories
But I'm finally moving on
It seems that to catch my breath
I needed you gone
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