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More Than Me

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PleasurelyPainful

Published: Nov 30, 2010

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So tell me who is next
To sever ties like a knife
To walk away from me
Right out of my life

My world is tumbling down
The ground is crumbling
I feel like I might drown
And just continue stumbling

A sister, a lover, a brother
They're all walking away
Just one after another
All from this inward pain

I know all my faults, I really do
I swear I can see what I did wrong
And I hate myself for losing all of you
Because I am so weak and far from strong

So now where do I go? I just feel so blue
I'm just so lost, can you hear my plea…
I know I have to try to make it through
But I'm so afraid everyone will leave

I've been put in my place
Taken a step back now I see
This isn't all wrapped in lace
There's so much more than just me

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