Writing What Is Me

Lyrical Pain

When you just want them to be somebody that you used to know
But then you realize you want to be the best they ever had
Not really intending to brag
You’re just saving the best for last
Instead it turns into a lesson learned where tears run but they will dry on their own
Fading to black has you caught up believing that there is nobody but you who can love you like you love
You’ve lost in the game of love always bringing you into the blue when you search to be free
Relapsing melts your heart to stone and you finally see that nothing compares to me.


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