.If I only knew all the different roads that I would take.
Holding onto truth, grip is getting loose, the ribbon breaks.
Slurred like a drunken word, the lights begin to fade.
None of this makes sense, standing in the mess that I have made.
When Iâm a child, too young to see,
You.
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