My back against black skies
I do everything I can, but my knees cave in
A strain of happiness was drawn from me
And chopped waiting for rain to happen
I can't believe it
Everything I've worked for only left a stain of what I can't wash away
That leaves me with hate on this face
Don't you ever think of yourself as less than gold
Watch it burn away all the things in your life you say you can't be
I've been running on empty for way too long
Now I think I've had enough
If it means so much that you have me, I'm back on my feet
But I'm stepping on the broken glass right beneath me

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