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We are sinking, we can't pretend
It's easy now to see we're bad friends
And we'll stab each other and tell the other not to cry
But if I stab you, and you stab me, who will die?
I don't want us to die

The time has come
The blind will run
The time has come
The blind will run

We live in the same state
But there is a city between us
I just want some poetic, more like pathetic
Metaphor to frame us

The literal distance does not make a difference for people like us
And I'm just trying to reach you
Cause I want to keep you close

And I'm sorry for becoming just another source of pain
I never wanted to be another reason for your life to just circle the drain
I just wanted to be close to you before the next exit
I don't want you to make life easier; I just want you in it!

I don't want to be complicit in your suffering anymore (I'm failing you again)
This could end just like had began
Strangers in revolving doors
I don't want to be complicit in (why am I so helpless)
Your suffering anymore (I'm failing you again)
I just want to be the friend (why am I so selfish)
I thought I could be before

And I'm sorry for becoming just another source of pain
I never wanted to be another reason for your life to just circle the drain
I just wanted to be close to you before the next exit
I don't want you to make life easier; I just want you in it!

But I'm sorry is not enough to stop me from hurting you again
"I don't mean to" will not help you
when I accidentally push you in front of a train
If I can't stop being a threat to you then I must exit
I cannot make your life easier, so why am I in it?

I wish you didn't have to leave
But I'm poison for you, and you're a virus for me

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from Every Nothing, released October 20, 2023

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