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Always burning in my ear
Always able enough to hear

Your lies that trick me
Believing it was meant to be

I am not strong
To keep going on

I can't take it anymore
I want it to be the way it was before

When it was all true
Me and you

Don't you remember?
Or did it leave that last december?

Those nights
Those lights

Everything was beautiful
My heart was plentiful

Don't you remember?
Or did it leave that October?

The leaves fell
So gracefully to hell

Your words are burned in my head
I wish I were dead

So I could no longer hear them.