N.Y.E.

These thoughts, won't leave
Keep on laughing
You don't, mean it
It's not hard, to lean it

You fucked up, It's your fault
Now it's left to
The darkness found you
Now you're alone

And I can't stand up
I think I've had enough
And go on, say it
Cause you can't, erase this

You fucked up, It's your fault
Now it's left you
The darkness found you
Now you're alone
I'm tired of running
Away from myself
I'm tired of running, of running, of running



Credits
Writer(s): Noah Kittinger
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