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I try to rise and fall with sun But lately, it doesn’t make any sense to me Walking by myself trap the silence in the hall And I can feel the pressure in my head I’m the book you always opened but you never read Beside the box you call your bed It’s your fault I’d say I let this blind me Forlorn in sullen head Suffer your ill intent Watch your mind ignore Just like all those times before That’s the way it is And I won’t write you back anymore There’s better faces To fill all the spaces Left by the masks you wore Maybe that’s the reason I was never enough Cause all I do is chuck it up to bad luck Unfinished business has me stuck Bad luck From Letras Mania