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What The Hell

Trapped in a silent
Only your memory remains
I'm on my knees grabbing at my chest
Worried to death about you 
I know that's dumb of me to do

My brain is fuzzy and I can't breathe
I'm in another anxiety attack at 3 AM
I'm thinking about you too hard
I've become sick of crying 
I'll just get angry at myself and blame me

What the hell would I be 
Without meting you 

La la la 
They an't singing anymore
I didn't met you at the mailbox
You can still have faith in me if you want
You could cut me I'd still apologize to you

What the hell is wrong with me
Any other girl I throw it away
I would ghost you without thinking

My brain is fuzzy and I can't breathe
I'm in another anxiety attack at 3 AM
I'm thinking about you too hard
I've become sick of crying 
I'll just get angry at myself and blame me

What the hell would I be 
Without meting you 

How did I become this soft?
I'm sick of losing 
But I can't win this fight 
So is death the only thing 
That can soak the skin

I miss her but this isn't okay 
I should move on never look back
I don't own you anything 
It's you who broke all the promises
So why do I feel like shit 
Every time I try to give up?

What the hell do I do now?

◄ Cherry Blossoms

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