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I’m tired of waking up in tears Cause I can’t put to bed these phobias and fears I’m new to this grief, I can’t explain But I’m no stranger to, the heartache and the pain The fire I began is burning me alive But I know better than to leave and let it die I’m a silhouette, asking every now and then Is it over yet? Will I ever feel again? I’m a silhouette, chasing rainbows on my own But the more I try to move on, the more I feel alone So I watch the summer stars to lead me home I’m sick of the past I can’t erase A jumble of footprints, and hasty steps I can’t retrace The mountain of things I still regret Is a vile reminder that I would rather just forget No matter where I go The fire I began is burning me alive But I know better than to leave and let it die I’m a silhouette, asking every now and then Is it over yet? Will I ever smile again? Cause I walk alone No matter where I go I’m a silhouette, asking every now and then Now and then Is it over yet? Will I ever love again? I’m a silhouette, chasing rainbows on my own But the more I try to move on, the more I feel alone So I watch the summer stars to lead me home
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Mar 29, 2014
Mar 29, 2014 at 2:16 PM UTC
Silhouette
I’m tired of waking up in tears Cause I can’t put to bed these phobias and fears I’m new to this grief, I can’t explain But I’m no stranger to, the heartache and the pain The fire I began is burning me alive But I know better than to leave and let it die I’m a silhouette, asking every now and then Is it over yet? Will I ever feel again? I’m a silhouette, chasing rainbows on my own But the more I try to move on, the more I feel alone So I watch the summer stars to lead me home I’m sick of the past I can’t erase A jumble of footprints, and hasty steps I can’t retrace The mountain of things I still regret Is a vile reminder that I would rather just forget No matter where I go The fire I began is burning me alive But I know better than to leave and let it die I’m a silhouette, asking every now and then Is it over yet? Will I ever smile again? Cause I walk alone No matter where I go I’m a silhouette, asking every now and then Now and then Is it over yet? Will I ever love again? I’m a silhouette, chasing rainbows on my own But the more I try to move on, the more I feel alone So I watch the summer stars to lead me home
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Mar 29, 2014
Mar 29, 2014 at 2:16 PM UTC
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