Caught up in the bright lights, young heart you’re still unaware that the lifeline you’ve been clinging to becomes the noose they’ll use to strangle you. And you’re going nowhere. Still stuck in your dead end scene with broken bones and scarred up skin, forever running that race you’ll never win. So here’s some truth to the lie you live: “We only take the shots we’re meant to miss!” You’re tainted. Tainted by the years. And weathered words over minor chords on your headphones behind locked bedroom doors won’t keep you safe.
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