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Cross my heart and hope to die
Whatís left to hope for anymore?
Chasing after laughter during this disaster
Is just making my legs sore

These headlights and lighthouses
Canít help me find my way
This is just a reminder
Of how easy I am to break
-Snap her like a twig.-
Days wear thin as I fade out
These ribs arenít bones now
Theyíre just something I can count
Do I count..

Thereís a storm too quiet in my head
That Iíve come to find out
The one outside screams so loud
That mine continues to be drowned out

Seems like Iíve fallen again
Iím blurred and out of focus
With a heart crying all over the floor
And everyone stepping over so carefully not to notice

These headlights and lighthouses
Canít help me find my way
This is just a reminder
Of how easy I am to break
-Snap her like a twig.-
Days wear thin as I fade out
These ribs arenít bones now
Theyíre just something I can count

And I think Iíll stay in my room today
Where I can wish myself away
But itís hard with the shadow on my wall
That likes to remind me of it all


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