Short Truth

Yumi Zouma

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Apart, I knew we couldn't do it
We're on a wheel of misfortune
Its true that I wasn't certain
Another one who fought to

Keep things finished
Cause I think it's stupid that we're indifferent
And it's all done, but
Not everything's useful
Cause I'm stuck, at drawing the line

We're not gonna steal away
(We're gonna get mute)
Stuck up in a rut, to ease
(The very short truth)
(Surrounding our sight with my sole view
I'm counting the nights till I hold you)
Nothings gonna be okay
(It's not an clean bruise)
Something in my gut, stops me
(To say I need proof)
(Whatever alignment we're thrown to
I'm never deciding our own use)

I know your old contemplations
Can make you apprehensive
So sure that every bit wasted
Will end up more suppressive

Now we've older
And we've just got closer to what we suffered
And it's all wrong, but
Not everything's easy
Cause I suck, at seeing the signs

(I'm only gonna mess us round)
It's just that I could never go again
(I know how this is ending out)
But if I could, I wouldn't go alone
(I'm only gonna bring you down)
I thought that you would always be a friend
(I know I never gave enough)
And that I wouldn't have to say

I cant even see this right
If I can't be in your life
There's nothing I'd use, to resort to
I'm giving this up, to console you