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You call me a star But even stars explode. You call me a fairytale But even fairytales end. You call me beautiful But things change Grow old Fade. You hold me And sometimes I feel safe Other times I feel suffocated Trapped And want to runaway. You get mad When I say I’m tired And I want to go home It has nothing to do with you. I have troubles in my mind But how can I take care of them When I’m staying up late And save no space To help the craziness I’ve created. I can’t remember the last time I felt this way Because I’ve never been here before; How do I go on Knowing I need independence But also someone to love. Your desires of me are destructive They create expectations I’ll never meet I fear the only way I can survive Is if I drive away. I have my Best Coast blasting Penetrating my ear drums It’s the only sound That drowns out the voice Telling me I’m full of mistakes And I’ll never be happy. Sing to me Bethany Your music is the only remedy That is able to save me From this insane pain Inside my crazy brain.
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Oct 22, 2013
Oct 22, 2013 at 1:42 PM UTC
Save Me (Bethany)
You call me a star But even stars explode. You call me a fairytale But even fairytales end. You call me beautiful But things change Grow old Fade. You hold me And sometimes I feel safe Other times I feel suffocated Trapped And want to runaway. You get mad When I say I’m tired And I want to go home It has nothing to do with you. I have troubles in my mind But how can I take care of them When I’m staying up late And save no space To help the craziness I’ve created. I can’t remember the last time I felt this way Because I’ve never been here before; How do I go on Knowing I need independence But also someone to love. Your desires of me are destructive They create expectations I’ll never meet I fear the only way I can survive Is if I drive away. I have my Best Coast blasting Penetrating my ear drums It’s the only sound That drowns out the voice Telling me I’m full of mistakes And I’ll never be happy. Sing to me Bethany Your music is the only remedy That is able to save me From this insane pain Inside my crazy brain.
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lauren-somerville
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Oct 22, 2013
Oct 22, 2013 at 1:42 PM UTC
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