Strong hold
I can't stop running
It's the only thing I know to do.
I gotta slow down, I can't take a clue.
I ran past you so many times and each time
Missing the sign.
I'm stupid I know because of this I feel excluded.
Not from you but from them,
They're always full to the brim.
I'm standing here empty,
Every move I make I gotta do gently.
I feel I mite hurt myself more,
Then ever before.
Please take my hand and hold it tight,
Because with you I know everythings alright.
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