No, you're not the first to fall apart,
but always the first one to complain.
You better get careful; you'll compromise
everything you are.
This world is a drought when out of love.
Please come back to us;
you're all of the above.
"I'm making a choice to be out of touch.
Leave me be." He said, he said, he said.
"Leave me here in my
stark raving sick sad little world!"
"Leave me here in my
stark raving sick sad little world!"
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