The one thing I can't live without.
They say I need this to be satisfied
but why can't I stay dissatisfied?
I stay in my bubble, to keep from trouble
keeping my heart from breaking apart
keeping my counterpart from being needed.
They tie me from being succeeded
I love it, how must I stay from being conceded?
I stress, so I panic
I think I need it to stay manic
I'm alone here waiting for it to come
Gasping, reaching for what I can't have
I experience the fault that keeps me like a thunderbolt.
Waiting, calculating, complicating for what I can't have
for what I want
It keeps me from suffocating and separating
It is my life, while they are my captivator
How different would it be, if I didn't have the one thing I can't live without?
My happiness
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