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And here I was thinking that once I pulled myself out of the storm All the rain would be gone And I put so much of my faith in these pills, in the quick fix To atone for the things I have done That I forgot they couldn't mend you I’m not broken anymore But still you remain in the storm without me But I won’t go back out there I won’t follow you down Because if I do I know I’ll never find my way home again And I can see the empty stare in your eyes There is no passion behind anything you say Your embrace is out of obligation and guilt And I wonder how much longer I can live this way I rise above the clouds While you sink lower into something I understand all too well
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Jun 10, 2010
Jun 10, 2010 at 9:10 AM UTC
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And here I was thinking that once I pulled myself out of the storm All the rain would be gone And I put so much of my faith in these pills, in the quick fix To atone for the things I have done That I forgot they couldn't mend you I’m not broken anymore But still you remain in the storm without me But I won’t go back out there I won’t follow you down Because if I do I know I’ll never find my way home again And I can see the empty stare in your eyes There is no passion behind anything you say Your embrace is out of obligation and guilt And I wonder how much longer I can live this way I rise above the clouds While you sink lower into something I understand all too well
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Jun 10, 2010
Jun 10, 2010 at 9:10 AM UTC
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