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My Last Semester
04:12
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Well everything is going south
And you're just saying thoughts out loud
When did things get so different now
Will I ever get some quiet
Maybe I've been here too long
And maybe I'm just not that strong
But I just wanna go outside
Catch my breath and finally keep it
I never wanted to see this through
I only wanted to see through you
And I could tell you I never hoped I'd ever see you again
Look in the mirror on the bathroom wall
at the same time every morning now
I see the same sad sorry face I see every day
I see the one who got away
And all the things I could never say
I see his pictures on the wall covering my face
In the basement apartment that I live in
There is a ribbon in front of me
And it's everything I could ever be
To take the scissors from the kitchen draw and then take it out
Cause then finally I could be free
Another person, nah, the same old me
But this time it feels like I might have it figured out
Even though I'd probably be the only one
All we had we gave to this past year
Let's be clear here I'm moving backwards
Every step I take is a step towards getting honest
Even though my conscious has never been clear
Well everything will be just fine she said to me that Sunday night she
Whispered it softly in my ear
And I believed her if just tonight I think for once I could get it right keep my chin up
And keep my head clear
Don't you think it could always get easier?
We gave everything we had to this past year
We're not good here
We're getting better
Every step I take is a step towards getting honest
Even though my conscious has never been clear
All we had we gave to this past year
Let's be clear now
I'm less than perfect
Every step I take is a step towards getting honest
Even though my conscious has never been clear
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PS...
02:30
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I don't completely understand
This should have been a sensible time
But instead I'm going home and you're going to bed
What a perfect night to curse the stars
They've aligned to make tonight the hundredth time
That I've felt guilty about being alive
Well you killed me
Metaphorically, of course
In my dream after you had your way with me
Well I'm tired of being myself
All those people we know were once people we knew much better
Silently stepping in some lonely direction
I wish for the best but I don't hold my breath
I've been looking for something but lately I can't be found
I can't be found
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