In the middle of the afternoon
I realized, everything will be gone soon.
I have a problem that I can't say
I don't know how to make people stay.
Everything's falling apart,
I know what to do in my part
But I let ***** happen
In the end, I'm always forgotten.
I know I'm the one to blame
Why things are like this
For my reasons are always lame
And that's why I'm not in peace.
Nov 8, 2018
Nov 8, 2018 at 12:33 AM UTC
In the middle of the afternoon
I realized, everything will be gone soon.
I have a problem that I can't say
I don't know how to make people stay.
Everything's falling apart,
I know what to do in my part
But I let ***** happen
In the end, I'm always forgotten.
I know I'm the one to blame
Why things are like this
For my reasons are always lame
And that's why I'm not in peace.
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