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I Am There To Pick Up The Pieces
The bottle lies shattered on the floor
I am there to pick up the pieces
My heart is beaten
Same with my skin
You stumble out the door
I don't know what to do
You're the one thing i have left
So therefore I care about you
Every night is the same
We are both weakening
You the most
I'm not sure how I still have this little strength
I don't believe in God
No matter if I did
Would he put this to an end?
I'm shaking
I don't know what he'll do next
Maybe mark me again?
The bottle lies shattered on the floor
Just like my heart
I pick up the pieces once more
This time I'm walking out the door
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