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When it falls it falls
I’ve been a fool for so long
Drafting a bible of my excuses
Drown me in the wishing well
I couldn’t save myself
How can you watch in horror
As we bend and break over and over
Twisting my words around above your head
I’m a doormat
I’m a trashcan
I’m a waste of time and space
Pave the street with my skin
And paint the lines with white chemicals
Still useful but damaged
It never goes back to the way it was
