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11:59 PM; Or My Fictitious Memoirs
Summer ended, went by so fast
I’m all alone, you’re in the past
The school bell’s ringing, but I’m still here
Wasting away here, year after year
There’s no changing, now she’s gone
I’ll never admit that I was wrong
The rain is falling, where’s my umbrella?
She took all my shit and it’s on the front lawn
I’m moving away, and counting the days
You’re far away, but I’m still in this place
Remembering silence, and feeling okay
I should’ve never asked her to stay
I’ve got some problems, I’m well aware
I can’t escape them, she doesn’t care
My dreams are nightmares and panic attacks
I’ll take my pills to just try and relax
Winter is gone, time flies fast
Hold on to me, let’s make this last
I want her to realize I’m not who I was
I’ll ask ifs he gets me and she’ll only shrug
Changing is useless, I write what I know
Aim for the sky, you’ll always shoot low
It’s my fault we’re dying, I can’t slow down
Lyrics are ashes, that’s all I’ve got
I’m so ashamed of the wars that I’ve fought
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