When you forget your friends
When you forget your soul
Maybe this is the end
And there's no way to go
When you get what you want,
You don't care what's next,
Then you miss their call
And they become your ex
When your nightmares are true
And you have nowhere to hide,
But now, all you can do
Is just come out and fight
But maybe this is just start
And all your fears are mist
So make of them pieces of art
Write down them on your wrist.
Maybe
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