I think I've already lost you. I think you're already gone. I think I'm finally scared now.
I think you're already leaving, feels like your hand is on the door. I thought this place was an empire but now I'm relaxed, I can't be sure .
I think you're so mean, I think we should try. I think I could need, this in my life. I think I'm just scared, I think too much.
I know this is wrong it's a problem I'm dealing...
If you're gone, maybe it's time to go home. There's an awful lot of breathing room, but I can hardly move.
If you're gone, God, I need to come home. Cuz there's a little bit of something me, in everything in you.
*sigh*
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