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Lirieke: The Sophomore Attempt. The First Half Of The Story.

The first thing that came to my mind
?duck and cover?
I see this happen all of the time
But it?s my, now it?s my
Fault that you?re not breathing
And it?s my fault that you won?t see your dreams come true

Did it hurt when your heart stopped beating
Concrete doesn?t break your fall too well
Did it hurt when your lungs stopped breathing
I took your hand and yelled for help

The second thing that came to my mind
?Is it over?
How could I think of closing my eyes
When it?s my, now it?s my
Fault that you?re not breathing
And it?s my fault that you won?t see your dreams come true

Did it hurt when your heart stopped beating
Concrete doesn?t break your fall too well
Did it hurt when your lungs stopped breathing
I took your hand and yelled for help

Wake up, I hope you?re faking
Tell me that this was all a dream
Wake up, don't leave me broken down