Here

Here
Here
Here
Here

I'm here
Where no one is
Sometimes I feel like I'm alone in this
Confused
Goin' from wishin' I wasn't born at all to thinkin' I was born for this
Pages torn to bits as pencil tips break, am I runnin' out of things to say?
I close my eyes, let the muses rewind the tape, and I'm back to yesterday



Credits
Writer(s): Tablo
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