pain. in its most basic form.
remember all the things we wanted, now all our memories they're haunted.
we were always ment to say goodbye, i didn't want us to burn out now...
didn't come here to hurt so now i cant stop.
i want you to know it doesn't matter, where we take this road.
someone's gotta go, and i want you to know, you couldn't have loved me better,
and i want you to move on.....so im already gone.
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