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Well I lost myself so easy
Didn't know who I was
Wrote it off so quickly
What is always was
I'm tired of feeling badly
Want to know who I am
Hated it and kicked it out
Someone else's plan
Well alone is always sadder
I'm happy when you are here
There's darkness in the detours
Four dead kids on these four floors
There's always a countdown
Once thought I wanted to die
Looking at the future
Makes me want to cry
Makes me want to cry
Makes me want to cry