Sitting Here
I'm sitting here all alone
just waiting for a ring on my broken phone
I'm sitting here all alone
it's the only thing that I've ever known
I wake up, go to hell, and come home
drop one off, beat one out, check it out
come alive inside of me the pain
can't exist without my crutch of hate
see two ways all things all by myself
Numb with the lies of nightmarish truths
forgotten by all whom I'll always remember
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