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it was 7am walking down a lonely street, talking to myself, i want you down here with me

that beautiful face that i wanna see, people come and go just like what you did to me

I’ve got a paper, and some pens I do not need, why don’t I write you a song with all our past memories?

I can’t forget your face, neither can I see why you broke my heart and left it here instead of setting it free?

The alcohol is making me weak, I can’t stand up on my own two feet. You promised me that you would never leave, I could dream on forever but I’d die in my sleep. I could rhyme these words forever, but that won’t make it better. I guess I’ll go to sleep and see you in my dreams.


I was hoping that you’d come along, to a place somewhere far, where we can call it home

Now the train is just as empty as my heart alone, we can’t grow old together, nothing beside my headstone

I couldn’t move on no matter how hard I tried, will the broken teenage love ever finally collide

Got my life fucked up, but you are okay. The last voice I heard said “help is on the way.

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from Help Is On The Way, released December 20, 2016

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