It's strange because I know
Exactly how it feels
To get down so low,
that you may never heal.
and it's strange because I feel
exactly what I know,
because in my eyes it's real,
and your lips are moving slow...
and it's strange because I feel,
like everything has fallen
even though I'm sure
everything is standing up.
and it's strange because I feel,
as though the world around me
has given up the fight,
because I was not enough.
and it's strange because I feel,
exactly how I used to
No matter what you say,
you're very much the same.
and it's strange, because I know
Exactly how it feels
to fall into the mold
where so many were before.
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