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When it all comes down, who will be there to pick it up?
If it all leaked out, who'd be there to fill my cup...this life, is not at all, what it was promised to be, oh me, and my ways of negitivity.
Lemme get down, back down, make room for you.
Let me lash out, scream out, loud enough for two;
These tears I cry they are not in vain. Tell me now: am I going insane?

I don't want the world to forget me, when I leave this place.
I know you won't forget me, especially not my face.
If you do, I'm in your dreams, laughing from the inside.
Even in death there's no escaping me, nowhere to hide.

Just let me...
Lemme get down, back down, make room for you.
Let me lash out, scream out, loud enough for two.
Every-time, that I, fall to the ground, it seems like you're, nowhere to be found.
Every-time, that I, fall to the ground, it seems like you're, nowhere to be found.
Every-time that I get up on my own, it seems like I'm there, all, a-lone...

Watching the pages go from white to black, knowing now, there's no turning back.