You’re Not There – A Masterpiece Of Failure – letras

I couldn’t ask you not to goYou were never thereLeft walking alonePicking flowers that become ashes in my handsMy feet sink into the groundI see you as a mirage aheadBut these leaves hanging on broken limps above meHave made suicide their new fadLaying under this pile of everythingI could never becomeI could never commitI’ve been reaching for airSnap the stemPluck the petalsNothing is going to be okI can tellYou’re not there

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