scarred
into what i am
far away from the girl
that i was
walking back
to what's normal
if i can
i don't think i'll ever
be the same
i don't think the rain
will cleanse me now
i don't know
whether i want to go back
to me
too tired
to sit still
to awake
to get my fill
of any in this imperfect life
where will i go now?
just wait
and see
and never believe again
(go)
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