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Other Funny how time moves so slow when there's no one there to share it with
Every minute I spend alone brings me one step closer to the grave
I'm sitting here, afraid
Why can't I say your name?
All I want to do is right now just talk to you
anyone who will listen to what I have to say
I'm stuck here in a present that holds no future
wishing someone would call
but if I don't, why should they?
So I guess right now I'll stay
in this Hell another day
wishing my fears would go away.
I want a new start
in a life where I'm not afraid
'cause I just can't make this change.
i know what you mean, there are often times I would like to just start fresh else where in the world, but I know in my heart I just can't do it. I like it.