picking up what you threw down,
it’s never quite as easy as it sounds
letting go of what we had,
you never thought it meant so much to lose
you never think that you could be betrayed
until the second safety slips away
into a black and broken state
you’ll never know what you lost that day
with all the colours gone,
it seems the whole world has turned to stone
my eyes in monochrome,
just like them, you’ve made me a drone
you never think that you could be betrayed
until the second safety slips away
into a black and broken state
you’ll never know what you lost that day
you tried to bury me alive
but i have nothing left to give
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