You can find me, always, getting lost in my head.
You can tell me most anything I promise I wont understand.
It was a rarity, that I felt emotions.
Now they radiate down my extremities and it sets me on fire.
It was a malady without a solution.
You were my remedy, yea you ruined me.
You can find me, always, hanging on by a thread.
You can confide in me about everything,
I promise I'm not listening. It was a rarity that I sensed emotions.
I feel them radiate, gave me stomachaches, you set me on fire.
It was a malady without a solution.
But you were my remedy, now you've ruined me…
Because now I got so much love to lose, and now its never enough.
(yeah yeah yeah.)
It's a rarity, I feel moved without motion.
I felt it satiate my sincerity.
Without misery thought I had nothing to
offer… it was my way of carrying that weight.
Until you came through…and made me believe, I was worth being saved.

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