We haven't formally met but I am willing to bet Another round and witty charm you'll be receiving the text
Come let me in
I'm what you want me to be, a savior and a relief A different ending but I'm contemplating when I should leave
It's 4AM; you're turning in I've vanished in
Into the night when I cut off all our ties Shedding light on the whitest of lies
I'll decide when it's time and you might know why
And I told that this was easier said than done
But I for one prefer to run
Can you concede I'm not what I had claimed to be?
It's nothing to me but a therapy
was it best to grab my shit and run?
Realizing the worst is yet to come
Into the night when I cut off all our ties Shedding light on the whitest of lies
I'll decide when it's time and you might know why
we've all heart it
it's no you, it's me
it's me
bound by habit self-loathing misery
misery, history, you and me
was it best to grab my shit and run Realizing the worst is yet to come
sparing myself just to hurt someone if i could take back everything I've done

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