I'm sick of living off of leaving all the things I thought I loved
It's not the fact they all deceive,
I just believe a lying tongue
And maybe, I was built for the guilt that I let sink in
But lately, I would kill for the will that lived in me

Would it be easier to turn away
From all the things we've made
Too afraid and I can't take it
And down the road I know I'll miss your face
And all the things we made
Too afraid and I can't fake it
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Speedpaint: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FcnE7jD8qKE