Wait inside for the storm to pass by
It's hard to hide when the lightning strikes
I close my eyes
And dream of the plans I'll make
It's no surprise
That we will never see eye to eye
I wasn't born to be a saint
I wasn't born to be anything
So what would you want from me
Came so close
Still so empty
What I love most
Is killing me
I hope you know
That this is my last farewell
Before I go
These are the secrets I can't show
I hope I land on my feet
Cause where I stand
I can't see anything

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