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Oct 2015
I can not help but to feel
As though I've been here before
Entering void to nothing more
As my life starts to circle the drain
Only annihilation can sort the pain
If only for the day
Oh how I should have known
I'd never convince you to stay

I'll wait up through the end of the world
For just a chance I'll make my way through
I'd stop at nothing to bring myself back to you

Pack of cigarettes, yes I like whiskey with my ****
Habits that prosper with the spreading of every seed
Together tonight we'll **** a boodle of ***
Off to the great escape, becoming comfortably numb

Tomorrow the sun will come to rise
But then would you even realize
Everything that has come to be
Would you even stop to see?

I'll wait up through the end of the world
For just a chance I'll make my way through
I'd stop at nothing to bring myself back to you

Oh wont you look at how everything has changed
The way fate surly has rearranged
The marks on the map
But I remain the same
Person I was back then
Through all the thick and thin
Just wiser beyond my years
All I wanted was to dry those tears
And offer a place for your head to lay
I'll always have a place for you to stay
Written by
Steven Osborne
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