Nothin left of me
So tell me how I find the part
Where someone wants to love me .
It seems like an old revolution
Where I put my heart in your pocket
And they do what they want with it
Tell me it’s my fault
Walk with my Benifit
So please explain to me .
I travel
This world alone
No one really knowing me
I’m left alone at night
You wonder how it gets the best of me
Or why I keep writing the same thing
Because no ones ever taken the time to love me .
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