Trapped within a concept,
Wrongly accused, misused, and misled.
Girl, I hope you find peace in death.
Now, being alone is oddly comforting,
Yet I can't shake this overwhelming feeling within...
A cold shoulder, a broken heart, I misspoke,
I'm left wounded, and her fingers linger in my wounds.
If she could, she would dance
On my grave, within my thoughts.
I see your face and I hate it,
But I still love you, despite my disdain.
You were once at the top, now descending,
But I continue to move forward, like a flight.
I carry on with this pain within my chest,
There is no other choice but to persevere.
How did you end up here?
I'm intoxicated and confused,
I tried to be patient with you.
High up, now you're falling back.
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Trapped in the concept
Falsely accused misused, and misled
Girl, I'm hoping you freakin rest in peace
Now the fact that I'm alone is freaking comforting
And I can't seem to shake this freaking feeling in my...
Uh, cold shoulder, heart broken, misspoken
I'm cut open, her fingers in all my stab wounds
And if she could, she'd probably dance
On my grave, inside my head
I see your face, I freaking hate
That I love you still
High up (yeah), you're falling back down
Carry on, like flights, i just carry on
With this pain inside of my chest
Got no choice but to carry on, uh
Carry on, like flights, i just carry on
With this pain inside of my chest
Got no choice but to carry on, uh
Carry on, like flights, i just carry on
With this pain inside of my chest
Got no choice but to carry on, uh
Yeah
How did you get here?
I'm drunk and confused
I tried to be patient with you, yeah
High up, you're falling back
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