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It's hard to tell where this will start I've been counting numbers in my sleep and harder yet to know when we'll part I'll be replacing numbers soon with sheep because this is too much for me to handle and before it goes I want to rid myself of what I percieve and light a match to light a candle so I can tell all these skelotens to leave A myriad of arrows through my heart Clearing out this space in such a violent way feels better all the time to get room for someone else to stay to trash the clutter in my mind Here we are standing on the shore Stop pretending we deserve more A myriad of arrows through my heart It's so hard to tell where this had to start but dreamers all need a place to park to sort out their head clearing out thoughts that are dead A myriad of arrows through my heart Is what will clean out Your space so You may settle, and we may say forever now we shall not part From Letras Mania