She was holding her head
Rocking back and forth
Muttering under her breath
Rope burns around her neck
Still I sit on my stool and was away the world
Oh there's no one to go home to
They left long ago
And I was just leaving too
There's plenty of time for grieving, fools.
Every door was open and we keep walking through
Tedium and shuffling
Nowhere to stay and nowhere to go
It's not uncommon to waste away in fear
We gnash our teeth and we cut our arms
Oh the pain in fake but the guilt... oh the guilt is real.
And I was just leaving too
There's plenty of time for grieving, fools.
No one's living and no one's dying
I'll see you around
When you sort it out we'll dig a little deeper now
One day I laid down on the side of the street
Waiting for infinity to come call on me
But no one seemed to care and no one stopped to stare
I was always there.
I am always there.
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