Sad and fucked up, twenty-four hours on replay
Between your song lines, I can hear what you wanna say
You're only twenty-four, stuck in this grey
Tell me what they did this time — who made you feel this way?
Feels so cold out here, you've forgotten how to feel
I just wanna crack the wall and see what's real
How can you say you wanna die?
Who brought this pain, who stole your light?
How can you say you wanna die?
You won't speak the thoughts you keep inside
You stare into dark, but dark is just the shadow of light
Every time you break, a new one's born inside
Creativity blooms, new lines begin to rise
The dark ain't your enemy — it's your quiet guide
how can you say
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