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if tomorrow never comes...


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I am so afraid of breaking what we made
It is delicate and lovely
But it's a weight above me


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Cynical, jaded, faithless, disappointed, disillusioned, used
If I could take back all my sweat, my tears, my sex, my joy, I would
My time, my love, my effort, passion, dedication
In case of mistaken identity I gave these things to you
If I sound angry, bitter, sad, infatuated, it's the truth
Denial, anger, bargaining, depression, just a few
Stages of acceptance that it's really over
It's just so complicated and I'm stupid for believing in you

You make me feel like my father never loved me
You make me feel like the act of love is empty
Am I so unlovable?
Is my skin untouchable?
Do I remind you of a part of you that you don't like?

I had your back, I held you up, I told you you were good enough
It was not reciprocated, you kept affection and yourself apart
You fed your love to me like crumbs to pigeons in the park
Sometimes I think you're satisfied to see me begging like a dog
I wasn't armoured, you were king, I gave my everything
Because sometimes you showed me just a hint of you and then
For just a moment I romanticised the notion
I can take away the torment, I can love you like they never did

You make me feel like my father never loved me (you never loved me)
You make me feel like the act of love is empty (I felt so empty)
Am I so unlovable?
Is my skin untouchable?
Do I remind you of a part of you that you don't like?

You make me feel like my mother, she abandoned me (you abandoned me)
You make me feel like the act of love is empty (I felt so empty)
Am I so unlovable?
Is my heart unbreakable?
Do I remind you of a part of you that you despise?

Are my lips unkissable?
Are my eyes unlookable?
Is my sex undoable?
Am I unlovable?
Are my words unlistenable?
Are my hands untouchable?
Am I undesirable?
Am I unlovable?


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In a moment you're gone
Nothing is ever certain
This is not what we planned
And it's hard to understand
But if this is what you want then
Pry my fingers from your hand

Nothing feels right when you're wrong
But please help me make sense of what I don't understand
I keep seeing flashes of your hands
When I close my eyes and I don't know why

Maybe you're gone
Maybe you had to get out of here
Maybe it's easy to get lost in fear
But maybe now the weight has lifted
You're sailing through the air

Maybe we're just lost at sea
Maybe you've found a shinier star
Maybe it's just meant to be
Maybe you're lost somewhere
Leaving your heart beating in fragile hands
And nobody understands

Maybe the end is the beginning
The game is no fun when you're winning
The pool is empty unless you're swimming
And trying to keep afloat

Maybe you stayed just a little while
The party was over but you realized
That memory makes you immortalized
You end when you're beginning

Maybe you had to get out of here
Maybe you lost your way down here
Maybe you're gone
Maybe you'd finally coming back to home
To sing a melody to me


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Full of could've dones, would've beens
Am I where I want to be?
Did I get here easily?
Did I make a sacrifice?
Did I take a sharp left when I should've turned right?


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God, which one's you?"


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Been spending so much time underground
I guess my eyes adjusted to the lack of light
I got covered in darkness

Hibernating
Always waiting for something new
Happiness has always ended in the blink of an eye
There was no one attending

Ever wonder why I never really truly connect
Although my eyes are open, I can hold your gaze
But I am never connected

I am famous for my generosity
They say I am the kindest
But it is easier to give than receive love

It doesn't really matter where it all began
All I know
I was covered in darkness

Turning pages over
Run away to nowhere
And it's hard to take control
When your enemy's old and afraid of you
You'll discover that the monster you were running from is the monster in you

Better to hold on to love
Change will come

It doesn't really matter where it all began
Coz all I know
I was lost
I feel lost
Lost in darkness


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