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Pierced Secrets


Tomorrow is just too late, it feels so far away. 
Can't seem to break through the shell that's been keeping me locked in. I'm falling to pieces, falling hard. 
I lost my way, can't seem to get back up. 
I'm stomping loudly, claiming the place; Screaming your name. I'm reaching for stars, wishing for us, keeping myself a level ahead. 
I'm holding you in my arms, finding these secrets, 
reading these books, going to place to place finding notes.
reading over them, feeling confused, falling into the waters, drowning my love; bruising my heart. 
Tomorrow is just too late, it feels so far away. Can't seem to break the chains that's holding me down, I'm falling to pieces, i'm falling apart. I lost my way, can't seem to get back up. 
These dirty little secrets piercing my heart; leaving these painful scars, i'm holding you in my arms. wishing for us, keeping myself a level ahead, tomorrow is just too late, just too far away.

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