Nobody loves me when i cry
let me wipe my tears dry
i'll raise my defenses
bow my head and close my senses
here i am lost in this minute
time ceases to exist
the cat twisted up on the bed
the sun's last rays fading
my hand's are aching
but i still find the passion
in the pain
there's no good day ahead
i keep saying i'll be okay
but i know i don't mean it
and people are too polite
to push you on unpleasant topics
so we all move forward
the sheets are cold
my heart is hardened
and my body tormented
there's no light so how
do i find my way
the cat twisted up on the bed
the sun's last rays fading
my hand's are aching
but i still find the passion
in the pain
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