Worse

Wind blows the rain into a deterioration
I never will expect anything else, no...
On a carousel of delight and severity
yeah I always stay too long
and I never meet you when you call out for me

Wind blows the rain to my broken home
I waited for it to stop, you can come around
By the by, I am still soaked to the bone
yeah I always made it worse for myself
and you never meet me when I call for out you

I am no longer wanted anymore
I am no longer wanted anymore
I am no longer wanted anymore
I am no longer wanted by you

So I’ll lie on the cold floor and wish for some clarity
Push all the negativity away
I’ll wish myself gone
I’ll wish myself gone

I am no longer wanted anymore
I am no longer wanted anymore
I am no longer wanted anymore
I am no longer wanted by you

I wish I was lying, I really, really do
But you, seeing me and hearing my words
It’s more than I can take
Knowing you don’t give a damn

The End

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