Still writing down with different words
The same line I was ashamed of
I know the end, I went too far
With tiny ghosts and disco lights
It’s always been hard
With that fear that there’s nothing
When it all comes crashing down
I’ll just run from anyone
Racing downtown, keeping scores
Trying to find why we’re here for
And as the weather draws my thoughts
Gathering pieces one by one
I know there’s something I did wrong
but I feel fine.
Shaping the clay with dirty gloves
The only way to show my love
An empty chair and the party’s over
I don’t think so, but the party’s over
It’s always been hard
With that fear that there’s nothing
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