Losing It

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Tell me darling, where do we stand

because I cant take it anymore.

I fall asleep with you wrapped tight

and morning screaming out the door.

Rake my mind over the coals

that you leave burning inside.

You speak of thoughts and dreams and goals.

Get drunk then have me run and hide.

I make you crazy, you make me me;

and in their eyes I see ourselves.

So please if not for me, for them

help me, help you find yourself.

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