eve had plucked the apple from the tree
and stolen paradise from me and you
maybe she's the one I have to blame
for the life I've grown to live
for how I've grown sick and tierd of everything
i lack the stregth to give up or to pull through
for the look that's streched across my face
for the things I loved that are now gone
sick of sceaming somehow, somewhere, someday
I wana yell I am, right now, it's true
lately it seems anything I have to say
gets answered back with well who are you
instead of praise I get no more than ridiculed
If I weren't here where'd they be now?
I hope
I know
become
I will
I've failed
I'm wrong
untold
unfolded
the strongest threads
eventually unwound
but I'm running out of
pacientce
the strongest threads
eventually unwound
but I'm running out of
pacientce
unwound
unwound
it's over for good
it's over for good
it's over for good
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