Ready to give up,
Nobody understands,
The truth is a hard thing,
When you know not what it is.
Waiting for that train to Heaven,
Sitting here with my ticket-
At the rest stop near hell.
Why oh, why do I fall?
I say I have it all.
Yet I feel fake but free-
'Cause I cried all the love out of me.
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