still, i'd give the world for the chance just to see your face again.
and i still pretend you're still here.
standing by, telling me wrong from right.
i never got the chance to say goodbye. i regret it every single day.
its hard to explain to someone who has never been there.
they don't understand, and they never will.
it does this, messes with your mind.
they tell me you're in a better place, but where did you go?
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