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It's the same. It's the same, I'm gone Dark clouds, and shimmering out against the news I have for you But you're sitting on the fence. You can't wait, to set me free- Now watch me fall, so slowly But could you even care, if I wasn't there? It's the same. It's the same, I'm gone. Congruency in rage, turned over the page that I wrote out for you, But we faltered into illiteracy and the knife turning in me- you wield it- Now watch me fall, so fucking slowly But could you even care, if I wasn't care? Could you even care if I wouldn't stand right there (beside you)? Good-bye. Would you even care? I'm not there. I can't even care I trust you with enough to leave you. I can't be deceived by you. I can't even care. From Letras Mania