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Why would I kill just to feel something when I am not enough?
I don't wanna feel something real when the help is not enough
Let me down and shut me out when they’re all out of love
Take my brain and numb the pain and mercy kill it all
But left alone, I feel

Denim pockets line the truth of what I know
Empty promises behind the words I wrote
So safe in sacred places where love was meant to roam
I'm so far from wasted spaces, I've got nowhere to go
But left alone, I feel