As the hands move closer to midnight
I just cant but seem to fight
The idea thats its one year tomorrow
People will never know how we feel
Why can’t I see an end?
For this past year ive cried
When asked how I was, I lied
I said I was getting better
But my face was only getting wetter
Alone in my mind without a sound
As the hands move closer to midnight
I just cant but seem to fight
The idea thats its one year tomorrow
People will never know how we feel
Why can’t I see an end?
So here I am with only two to go
The hour hand gets closer and closer
Midnight is almost here
This is just so unclear
How this could go by so fast, one year.
As the hands move closer to midnight
I just cant but seem to fight
The idea thats its one year tomorrow
People will never know how we feel
Why can’t I see an end?
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