leafs start drifting through the air

Leafs start drifting trough the air
Everything around is getting dark
Some people say someday you'll need a pair
But I still have that awful scratch mark

That scratch I got from you
You thought it was a game
But all that I could feal
Was awful hurting pain

I couldn't stop that feeling
It was controlling me
I hope one day I'll find some healing
And finally start living free


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