It seems off time again, I'll let the tapes sync up. Quick, the
walls are caving in. I'll show you here what I mean with all
that's done before the humour met my hurt side. When four best
friends collide the heart is where you go. How was I supposed to
know that you couldn't let this go? It seems so separated but
this came together like a wound into the flesh. It means this is
everything. To measure up the rock to my heart, its percent of
me. Well, it's 150 and that's the way it will be. How was I
supposed to know that you couldn't let this go when we said so?
You can't fake this heart. It's not the same to you. I'm not in
debt to any heart except my own. This is my medicine, my effort,
my home. I'm not in debt to anyone except myself. This is my
happiness, my sickness, my health.
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