The Truth Be Thy Only Medicine
I can't take the truth, though I know what it is right.
I can't stand the thought, but someday I might.
Be able to look back on memories of you.
Thinking about them might help pull me through.
Out of the darkness and into the light.
You were my sun and my moon, you made my life so bright.
You kept it worth living when things went to hell,
You picked me back up everytime that I fell.
But now that you're gone my life is beyond out of control,
I am going on empty, carrying a sorry dead soul.
So deep in my heart, nobody can see.
But I can still feel their eyes just starring at me.
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