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[justlikeamovie]

hey kid
I don't talk to you anymore,
I can't say where you went
Sometimes it's too hard to think
So i just forget
but I'm trying to write my past into my future
Trying to resurrect feelings from old words and old songs
listen, repeat, listen, repeat

"if god gave me grace, why aren't i graceful?"

God gave me nothing but what I have
the rest i'll have to take
and Grace, well she left me a long time ago
right before she showed up

frozen, cold, and old
buried deep underground beneath your toes
i can feel her there beneath me
but there aren't any feelings for her inside me
it's crippling to know