Surround myself with smoke
because at least it's here, you know?
and maybe I'm just feeling sorry for myself
and you're probably right about that, you know?
So I surround myself with flame
because at least it's warm, you know?
and maybe I'm just hurting myself
because you're probably right about that, you know?
You don't know how much I miss you
and maybe if you could see the scars you would
but I'm not taking the band aids off
I kinda wish you could see, too
but I doubt you would understand, could you?
but I'm not taking the band aids off
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