Picking Myself Apart [1.23.08], by 11 Tragedy's
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Messed up world we live in
All crumbling up with in
Trying to fix what's broken inside
Trying to fix...
...What's left behind.
And I miss his...
...His everything.
CHORUS:
Cause everything we had
Came crashing down so fast.
Try to pick myself up
To find I"m picking myself apart.
Messed up life I'm living
Never gonna forgive me.
Trying to believe these thoughts of mine.
Trying to believe...
...It'll be alright.
And I miss it...
Miss everything.
*chorus*
And I'm processing the fact
That he's never coming back
I'll believe he still cares
I'll believe he still loves me
I'll believe I'm his everything
But I'm only his nothing!
*chorus* |
Posted: 2009-06-09 22:08:44 UTC |
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2009-06-25 02:36:03 | izzy |
wow another great song, you really have a gift
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