life is a constant battle with myself
i'm fighting these memories
and how i am losing
but i won't get back all these wasted nights
and i am now learning everyone lied
time isn't medicine no it's a poison
and it'll always run through my veins
so what can i do?
and how can i make it through?
when the poets were confused
because i can't forget you
i'm taking the side roads because i know that you do
take walks at 3 a.m. hoping to find you
smoking a cigarette, reflecting on how your day went
but it hasn't work just yet and i'm scared
of what i would say if it actually did
so lately i stay inside passing time, wasting life
so what should i do?
how the fuck can i make it through?
Tim, i took your advice, i stayed home
and i still feel alone
and the worst thing is i know that you're happy without me
i know how that makes me seem
and maybe that's why you left me
and maybe that's why i hate me
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