This is the place at the end of the road
Dark clouds around my head
I can't find my way back home
And it's getting cold
I never got to know
Just how it feels
To have so much to gain
It keeps you going on
We are the lonely creatures
Sad reminders from the past
We are the ones prepared to fall
We could have been like you
To have ability to take it all
As they come and go
It's too hard to pretend
Everything will be just fine again
When I've already made my choice
Fucked up things on my mind
I can't go on like this much longer
If this wouldn't killed me
I guess it would have made me stronger
It took my darkest moment
And one last disappointment
Is all I got to serve
After all the silence
We are the lonely creatures
Sad reminders from the past
We are the ones prepared to fall
We hide our darkest secrets
In our hearts and I did choose
The gun over the phone call
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