Pushing me further.
To where I've never been before.
Working on these
Inner thing's
That I mean
So much more
To explore.
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But life has a way
Of making these things so difficult...
Too many moving pieces
This shit is getting centrifugal...
I have to get it together.
Working hard on my spiritual...
I see it differently.
Separating the physical...
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Cause I've been really
Simply trying to detach...
But love is like a drug.
I'm not trying to relapse...
The look in her eyes
Made me fall to my kneecaps...
And she caps, she snaps.
All the triggers take me back...
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I shed tears that night.
I couldn't hold in my feelings...
The anger that she had,
Never did hit a ceiling...
And every second there
Man, it had my mind reeling...
Trying to apologize?
What the fuck am I hearing?
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What fuck are you saying?
Where the fuck is this going?
How the fuck can't you see it?
Who the fuck else is knowing?
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When the fuck does "you'll get over it." really even began to start?
How the fuck do I repair the tattered holes in my heart?
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Now I'm standing here crying...
Why do I let you crawl into my crevices?
How do you get past all the walls?
How do I make the best of this?
How do I start to heal
When I can't find the rest of it?
I have to take the time,
But I must stand the test of it...