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Stuck at the bottom I'm caving in. One thought of you not here Puts me in a claustrophobic nightmare. I can't wake up. I may not see you again. Reality isn't different from my sleep. I'm still running aimlessly away to nowhere. I'm so blinded. Every second is hidden that I'm spinning in circles. Makes me reckless, violent, purple dead. Over and over something's wanting me to say I was a creep for treating you that way. Can you forgive me? I promise I won't make you cry. One more chance I'll be a loyal friend. Walk to your door. I'm closing in. Standing on thin ice there's no turning back. I'll say it straight out without fumbling. For once in my life I confess it was a mess. Screwed up everything special we had planned. But now I'm here alone. Hope is my only invisible ally. I raise my white flag to the skies. Will you operate my wounded heart? The stakes are high. But I'm willing to continue where we left off If you have room in your heart for rent.