sometimes I lie awake
and think of it,
the pain that is and
"never ceases to be"
why am I here
and where do I need to go
the excitement in my heart
"never ceases to be"
I might think I am here
sometimes I may seem to be there
but for the sake of truth,
I am in the middle of nowhere
I am with her but she's not with me
and this pain "never ceases to be".
when she looks at me
I loose myself, I forget who I am
I forget where I belong to
I get hunted like an innocent deer
because it's the way she looks at me
and I feel the pain,
that "never ceases to be".
and think of it,
the pain that is and
"never ceases to be"
why am I here
and where do I need to go
the excitement in my heart
"never ceases to be"
I might think I am here
sometimes I may seem to be there
but for the sake of truth,
I am in the middle of nowhere
I am with her but she's not with me
and this pain "never ceases to be".
when she looks at me
I loose myself, I forget who I am
I forget where I belong to
I get hunted like an innocent deer
because it's the way she looks at me
and I feel the pain,
that "never ceases to be".

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