He was warm, he came around like he was dignified
He showed me that what it was to cry
Well you couldn't be that man I adored
You don't seem to know or seem to care what your heart is for
I don't know him anymore
There's nothing where he used to lie
Conversation has run dry that's what's going on
Nothings fine, I'm torn
( I can't touch I'm torn)
I'm all out of faith this is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed, lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed into something real
I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
You're a little late, I'm already torn
(torn)
So I guess the fortune tellers right
I should have seen Just what was there
and not some holy light
But you crawled beneath my veins and now
I don't care, I have no luck, I don't miss it all that much
There's just so many things that
There's nothing where he used to lie
my Inspiration has run dry that's what's going on
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