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been 24x365
since i last feel
butterflies in my stomach
up to the beat to my heart

say this was all just ordinary
yes i convince myself
i tried
say no don't do this to yourself
not again
not today

i'm scared
yes, i am
i don't wanna feel this all by myself
but myself doesn't sound wrong anymore
for i'm so used to it

i used to have a little ray of hope
but no
i just can't no more
not after that
i know i ain't it

but please stop, heart
stop beating so fast
every single time that box pops
stop smiling all by yourself

you never know,
you never know.

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