Some Kind of Nothing

You told me something
That I could not explain myself
Some kind of nothing
The something that could kill oneself
You told me something
That I could not explain myself
Some kind of nothing
The something that could kill oneself

It was wrong for me to say
That everything was gonna be just okay
Want to do what I can so that you could
Know what to say
It was wrong for me to stay
With everything that should come my way
What to do when I can so that you could
know where I lay

Stop
Everybody listen
Shot
On the boarder line
Everything we treasured is just well defined
Not
The thing we sought after
Caught
On the daily grind
Everything that's tethered is just left behind

You told me something
That I could not explain myself
Some kind of nothing
The something that could kill oneself
You told me something
That I could not explain myself
Some kind of nothing
The something that could kill oneself



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Writer(s): Valiant Vermin
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