Not Quite Six Feet Under

NOTE: Please ignore this post. It's the hormones talking and besides, I don't really want to get into the gory details.

Dying
Five for Fighting

I'm Dying, Dying to wake up without you, without you in my head again
I'm Dying, Dying to forget about you, that you ever lived
There's a shade come over this heart that's coping with laying down to rest
I'm Dying to live without you again

I'm Dying, Dying to find a distraction, get you away from me
I'm Dying, Dying to reach a conclusion, so that the world can see
It's the same old story of love and glory that broke before it bent
I'm Dying to live without you again

The first time you left I said goodbye
Now there's not a prayer that can survive

Dying, Dying to die just to come back so we can meet again
Dying, Dying to say what I always should have said
It's a strange emotion this but there's still hope in this
As long as there's a breath...
I'm Dying and I can't live without you again

It's a strange emotion this but there's still hope in this
As long as there's a breath...

I'm Dying and I can't live without you
I'm Dying and I can't live without you again

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Thank you Sharon/Troy for sharing this with me. I am now very much in touch with my suicidal tendencies! Salamat talaga! If you get to read this within the week, you must've packed your stalker instincts and brought them with you all the way to Singapore. On a more serious note, I hope that you're doing okay. Breathe! Holler if you need anything, your wing-people will be here for you.. We'll see you when you get back! :)

Hey Car! Hey Nora! Friday Club? :)