Crash
Don't tell me I'm lame
When it's everything we've been through is the blame
I'm unable to move forward and refuse to move back
I'm in the middle of nowhere,
If nowhere is the dark
I'm lost; I need help, if only there was a spark
To guide me through
This train wreck of you
And go back to you, I wouldn't dare
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