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Do they honestly see the fucking pain that they cause?
I hate to say this, but I'm already lost.
It's as if I am blocking my ears to prevent hearing them talk up a storm.
My face feels warm.
And I'm already past gone.
With these million different thoughts in my head, and noone can believe me.
And where's the trust in all of this, when noone can hear me?
Take my friends aside, ask them questions.
I'm only happiest when I am with them.
Pot isn't everything, and I see this.
But where's the caring when they just don't get it?
I'm better than they think, they just don't think too highly.
I feel like I'm a ghost, they walk right by me.
I don't like to cry for any purpose.
There is no purpose.
There is no purpose.
No purpose.
So now, I'll just close my eyes.
So now, these eyes will close.
I feel so wrapped up around...
I need closure, I need closure.
Give me closure, in your arms.
<3
I could be a ghost..
I hate to say this, but I'm already lost.
It's as if I am blocking my ears to prevent hearing them talk up a storm.
My face feels warm.
And I'm already past gone.
With these million different thoughts in my head, and noone can believe me.
And where's the trust in all of this, when noone can hear me?
Take my friends aside, ask them questions.
I'm only happiest when I am with them.
Pot isn't everything, and I see this.
But where's the caring when they just don't get it?
I'm better than they think, they just don't think too highly.
I feel like I'm a ghost, they walk right by me.
I don't like to cry for any purpose.
There is no purpose.
There is no purpose.
No purpose.
So now, I'll just close my eyes.
So now, these eyes will close.
I feel so wrapped up around...
I need closure, I need closure.
Give me closure, in your arms.
<3
I could be a ghost..