There has been times, even I didn磘 care.
And it wouldn磘 even matter if no one else was there.
And trust was just a word; I was far from despair.
Now it磗 broken trust for my fragile faith to bare.
And now I know it磗 not you to blame.
Yeah I really know, it磗 not you I have to blame.
Sitting here in a hole, the sky磗 lit so dimly.
My mind is spinning confusion, my spine is both hot and cold.
This hole is dark and wet now, it磗 here I dwell with betrayal.
I磎 lying face down in the mud, will someone please pick me up?

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