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A subway beaten and dim
Creaks of the bench you sat
Drip drip drip
Silence is overbearing
Yet there's no one there to break it
But yourself
Drip drip drip
I think you left your sense and sane behind
Just like you left your life behind
Was it worth it?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Thoughts like this has played again and again in your mind
Yet there’s no changing the past
Your dead
And there's no changing that
You made your choice now you just have
The
Drip drip drip