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Ridden with guilty feelings
You can't look me in the eyes
Ill hold your hand while drowning
In the element of surprise.
The closest thing to dead
That ive honestly ever seen
Breaking all the rules you set
Just to be obscene.
Why do you carry all the weight
Of a life long rush of pain.
The stroke of the greatest artist
Can't paint the sad away.
Every teardrop on the canvass
Represents a night.
A night I tried to find myself
Leaving you behind.
