for now, I'll bury myself in my music. because that is what I do.
and I don't feel like singing tonight.
all the same songs.
all the same songs.
If I could be honest:
I'd tell you that I'm sorry.
I'd tell you that I've missed you a lot this week.
I'd tell you that I'm confused.
I'd tell you that I'm trying my best.
I'd tell you that it's still really hard.
I still feel like I'm where I'm supposed to be.
but I need a break.
I'd tell you that I'm sorry.
I'd tell you that I've missed you a lot this week.
I'd tell you that I'm confused.
I'd tell you that I'm trying my best.
I'd tell you that it's still really hard.
I still feel like I'm where I'm supposed to be.
but I need a break.
here in these deep city lights,
girl could get lost tonight.
I'm finding every reason to be gone,
there's nothing here to hold on to.
girl could get lost tonight.
I'm finding every reason to be gone,
there's nothing here to hold on to.
calling out, somebody save me. I feel like I'm fading.
am I gone?
am I gone?
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But then you remember that you do it for love, love love...
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