Well I talk
Too much
To myself
And I turn my back on my faith
It's like glass
When we Break
I wish no one in my place
And I've seen
You don't need their seeds
When the cut goes in deep
And I'm lost in sleep
I can't stay
In this place
I can't stand
When the room turns round
On my fate
You give no guarantees
There's no promise
I can keep
I can't
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