...with my hood pulled up
in the light of the night
i was smoke in the bed
like a ghost white light
on the turnpike
you didn't lift my world off me
but you said to let it go
so I did, now I see
that friends are gonna leave me
if they don't believe that they can save me.you don't have to live like that.
...i'm waking up tired
no god has appeared
i never ever really
felt real faith in your fear
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