No,
I’m not OK.
Beaten and blamed,
Reliving childhood again.
Is it real?
I just can’t be steel,
I’m not that strong any more.
Hey,
Should I say it’s not your fault?
Make you feel better for me?
I just can’t believe,
How many years did we,
Actually make it through?
Cold days, dead nights,
Nothing’s ever gonna turn out right,
Sunshine on snow banks,
I appreciate the pity but again no thanks.
Caught in time,
Running out of line,
I’m falling under.
OK
,
So I have myself to blame,
It’s silly stupid game,
I didn’t really want play,
Just take it all away,
Shoes and jacket are forever worn.
Pray?
I can’t hear a thing,
And the phone won’t ring,
From anyone down here,
To them you have disappeared,
It’s easier forget than it is to mourn.
Cold days, dead nights,
Nothing’s ever gonna turn out right,
Sunshine on snow banks,
I appreciate the pity but again no thanks.
Caught in time,
Running out of line,
I’m falling under.

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