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Sittin at the bottom counting the days, down here the sun doesn’t hit the same way
Biding my time till the flood waters come to — deliver me from this…
I’ve Been putting off crying for way to long,
the deeper I go the more I dread
The day when it all comes crashing down
And I’m left empty and broken on the ground.
Just a little longer till I can catch my breath
Just a bit more then I can rest
Then when I pick — myself — up
I can start this all over again
I’m treading water just trying to maintain
Everything hurts, but numb the same
I’m angry at you I’m angry at me
I just wanna close my eye till it’s over
But where would be the fun in that
I hope I can make it out the other side relationships intact
ality comes crashing down — on —my head
I used to love your youthful smile now it fills me with rage