Do you know
Do you know
wut its like to feel alone
to walk through life
as colod as stone
To wake up in the night
and know no one cares
even though less than two feet
away theres someone there
Do you know
wut it's like to fall I love
to have someone hug you
and see those fireworks up above
To be a candle
trying to burn
only to find
there's no air for your flame to spurn
Do you know
wut its like to cry yourself to sleep
only to wake up and find
not even in your mind is there peace
To walk a thin cable
is not ubsurd
there are others like you
incase you haven't heard
Do you know
wut its like to die
will I someday rest in peace
or am I left to wander amoung the not yet deceased
To know there is a God
is no comfort to me
becasue although I pray
he seems reluctant to save me
Do you know
wut its like to finish this rythme
and know there is still
so much space and time
To end something
you must first say goodbye
but I don't want to end this
and I don't know why
wut its like to feel alone
to walk through life
as colod as stone
To wake up in the night
and know no one cares
even though less than two feet
away theres someone there
Do you know
wut it's like to fall I love
to have someone hug you
and see those fireworks up above
To be a candle
trying to burn
only to find
there's no air for your flame to spurn
Do you know
wut its like to cry yourself to sleep
only to wake up and find
not even in your mind is there peace
To walk a thin cable
is not ubsurd
there are others like you
incase you haven't heard
Do you know
wut its like to die
will I someday rest in peace
or am I left to wander amoung the not yet deceased
To know there is a God
is no comfort to me
becasue although I pray
he seems reluctant to save me
Do you know
wut its like to finish this rythme
and know there is still
so much space and time
To end something
you must first say goodbye
but I don't want to end this
and I don't know why
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