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Oct 2015
I can't believe it has already been a year
I still cant seem to shake the fear
As I find this house is no home
When you have left me here alone
Sure enough I put my own back against the wall
Expecting to hear your footsteps down the hall

I have felt the pressure of that gun in my hand
The weight can bring you to your knees failing to stand
As faster the light life flashes before your eyes
A recollection that brought me to realize

Exactly next where I must go
As I set that gun on the floor
I'll be headed straight out that door

I've already soaked everything in gasoline
When I spark the match there is no looking back at the scene
There is no need for possession as I beguine to leave
It only brings memories that will come to deceive


And I can't find myself ending up back here again
It is something I can't promise I'll survive
I'll always feel this way so long as I'm still alive
But it eats away at me from the inside
Trying so desperately for these feelings to hide

I've felt the knife you've been hiding right at my throat
Honestly you would not even need a scapegoat
They will probably think I did this to myself

So hang your alibi high up on a shelf
I'll even hold your hand
I'll guide your blade on my own
Because I could never escape the labyrinth of this heart
I always cut myself short when we're apart
Written by
Steven Osborne
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