Walking here with you
Trying not to breathe, trying not to move. It doesn't always feel the same, sometimes I think of something new, because the seed of life is change. Can you understand the truth?
He wasn't really on my side, thought he could get away with this. I took a knife for all my pride, now I'm bleeding through my fists.
Buried in an unmarked grave
I've kept the secret safe
Now we can watch it fade away
Take a tip from me: Be the one to choose. Hold it in your hands; don't be afraid to lose.
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