Get out
kind of impossible when your stuck in your mind
at the same time life is driving you wild
love ones ain't your love ones
and your "nothing but a child"
Ha, well that's what they say
"Your to young"
You couldn't possibly feel those things
so why do I?
Like i'm in a glass box
and no one can hear me cry
Like i'm screaming for help
but everyone is leaving me here to die

ha, but i'm probably overacting right?
See that's what it does to you
It sneaks up like an earthquake
and shakes the living breath out of you
now here comes the rain
coming through my eyes

Hey, whats wrong
nothing girl, I'm fine

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