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I felt like I would belong
Even if this place was wrong
I couldn't let go
I wouldn't say no
I swore to myself I wouldn't change
Because I knew I couldn't be better
And I was scared, scared
That sometime this would all just vanish
And does it need to end?
Does it need to close it's curtain sometime?
I can't stop regretting for how long it took
To find something perfect and have it as mine
But I still thought I would belong
With things I couldn't forget of
What I truly love
It felt like things would go along
Even if they went through things wrong
I couldn't admit mistakes
I couldn't make things break
And can't I cross out these years?
Can't I stop all these clocks...
I swore to myself I couldn't change
Because I knew I couldn't be better
And I still cried, cried
That sometime this would all just end
But I still needed somewhere I belong
With things I couldn't live without
What I truly love
What I truly love
And does it need to end?
Does it need to close it's curtain sometime?
I can't stop regretting for how long it took
To find something perfect and have it as mine
Can't I cross out these years?
Can't I stop all the clocks?
Can't I scribble out this truth
Can't I make it all stop?
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Can't I make it all stop?
Can't I scribble out this truth
Can't I stop all the clocks?
Can't I cross out these years?
To find something perfect and have it as mine
I can't stop regretting for how long it took
Does it need to close it's curtain sometime?
And does it need to end?
What I truly love
What I truly love
With things I couldn't live without
But I still needed somewhere I belong
That sometime this would all just end
And I still cried, cried
Because I knew I couldn't be better
I swore to myself I couldn't change
Can't I stop all these clocks...
And can't I cross out these years?
I couldn't make things break
I couldn't admit mistakes
Even if they went through things wrong
It felt like things would go along
What I truly love
With things I couldn't forget of
But I still thought I would belong
To find something perfect and have it as mine
I can't stop regretting for how long it took
Does it need to close it's curtain sometime?
And does it need to end?
That sometime this would all just vanish
And I was scared, scared
Because I knew I couldn't be better
I swore to myself I wouldn't change
I wouldn't say no
I couldn't let go
Even if this place was wrong
I felt like I would belong
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