You were all I had, You were there when I felt sad,

It was hard to understand, Why you had taken my hand,

Helped me through all of the pain, Even when it started to rain,

I thought it’d never change, But then it all got so strange,

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When I see you walk away, And my smile starts to fade, I think of all my flaws, And I hide within my walls,

As I deal with all my pain, Listening to the soft rain, I keep wondering what’s wrong, So I express it in a song,

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I Hate It, When I hide, All my feelings inside my head, It makes me wish that I were dead,

I Hate It, When I cry, It keeps me up so late at night, Can't explain it so I just write,

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I just need little bit of motivation, Playing all that went wrong in my imagination, I already quit my fucking medication, Didn’t seem to help me in this situation, Maybe it’s a combination, Of all my trauma and the devastation, I’m losing determination, I just need a little bit of motivation, Cause-

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When I see you walk away, And my smile starts to fade, I think of all my flaws, And I hide within my walls,

As I deal with all my pain, Listening to the soft rain, I keep wondering what’s wrong, So I express it in a song,

I Hate It, When I hide, All my feelings inside my head, It makes me wish that I were dead,

I Hate It, When I cry, It keeps me up so late at night, Can't explain it so I just write,

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I just couldn’t listen, Trapped in this position, Bad mental condition, It’s a hard transition, Feels like repetition, I’m not a musician, You’re like a magician, Disappearing, thought bad luck was a superstition,

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You’re like snow, It goes, So slow, That you don’t even know,

Time’s up, No luck, I’m struck, It sucks,

Never thought I’d have to say goodbye, But all good things have to die,

I cried every night, Had blurred sight, But I picked up a pen and began to write,

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And I wrote that-

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When I see you walk away, And my smile starts to fade, I think of all my flaws, And I hide within my walls,

As I deal with all my pain, Listening to the soft rain, I keep wondering what’s wrong, So I express it in a song,

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I Hate It, When I hide, And push my loved one’s far away, It’s been leading me so astray,

I Hate It, When I cry, And stay up late till it’s like five, It’s been awhile since I was alive,

I Hate It, I Hate It, I hide my feelings in my head, It makes me wish that I were dead,

I Hate It, I Hate It, I just had stopped sleeping at night, I can’t handle it so I write,

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So I write.

By Hannah Røse