my song book

Story

Admit I had a hard life, done things I regret i want to change. Have scenes replaying in my head, that I can't seem to shake and make me want to break. but I kept standing on my feet, hoping i'd find my way.

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Stead I found you. Oh, stead I found you, and my life was never the same. You pulled me up, every time I fell down, held my hand so I didn't go astray. But you couldn't stay, and your hand started to slip away, until I lost sight of you, and by the time i knew, then it was too late.

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Now I regret everything I said, every little action I've ever did. My mind keeps breaking with every scene replaying in my head, and now- I- can't- find- the strength- to get up off my feet, so I'm sitting in the middle of the road, my hand outstretched, but no one coming to grab it.

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