And you don't seem to
jeez
I don't see you on the ground,
I see you in the morning light,
I know the things you hold dear,
will turn to a threat if you're here,
and you know I'm not coming back to you,
and you know that it means so much,
and I don't even feel that bad,
when you're holding,
when you're fading,
I have lost you,
and I can't hide back...
