Still dont truly understand when things started to go wrong. Was it me? Why didnt I see the need for some stability? Couldntt open my mouth for the sounds to come out but inside I screamed. Crushed everything I was raised to believe. Raised to believe. Now I need this mucic in my life, still the pain wont go and Ill live with it coz its all I know. Where would I be if I didnt shout about it at every show? Coz its all I know. In every town and city we go, this aint no joyride, you would be proud, if you were still around. Scars from the bad times just wont go. Forced to remember everyday from when I open my eyes. Everything I am, say and do, all a gift from you. Its a cold, cold world Im living in here and now without you. Time changed us all, round in circle for so much time. We faced the pain but my help was out of range. Ill always ask myself, what if I could have reached? Could you have managed to rearrange? Broken hopes, broken dreams. Broke my heart when you stopped yours.
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