always yours to throw away
from here to anywhere
will you be there to catch me?
the world's so small from up here
there are things you held from me
things confuse and things scare x2
out the door, for you to see no more
I never thought I could forgive you x2
I found this place now
this place where I'm fine
for you to see no more
for me to breathe much more than air
a place where I am fine
a place where I don't mind about you
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