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Mar 2013
And when it rains,
On this side of town it touches,
Everything.
Just say it again and mean it,
We don't miss a thing.
You made yourself a bed,
At the bottom of the blackest hole.
And convinced yourself that it's not the reason,
you don't see the sun anymore.

How could you do it?
I never saw it coming.
I need the ending,
So why can't you stay just long enough to explain?*


Tonight I'll sleep with the door wide open.
Afraid of what lingers in the darkness.
What is darkness?
Why, it's nothing but a lack of light.
That's all I've felt since time immemorial,
When you left,
And I had nothing,
Except broken hopes, and the echos,
Of words you once whispered to me.
I'm not going to say I'm hopeless without you, because I'm not.
I'm not going to say I'm lost without you, because I can find my way,
I'm not going to say you were the best thing that's happened to me, you weren't.
I'm not going to say I want you back, because I don't.
I just wish I had someone by my side,
Who could scare the voices away and calm my ever-growing fears.
I'm not going to say that was once you, because it never was.
You were never that person.
Song by Paramore
Written by
brea  Somewhere
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   Lee, Timothy, Captain and MKJ
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