Looking so frail to me
Building imaginary bridges to your endless envy,
A few months and some days faithful to a fragile sobriety
Are you overcoming some adversity?
Is your troubled mind overcoming her, overpowering me
You're calling in the night, someone that can not hear,
Oh you're drawing in the night, a map to someone who desappeared
This is what you lost, on your way to the top,
Travelling alone- when she packed your bags, when she packed your life,
She's all you got. She was all you had
Let you use someone else's voice to tell this story,
Let you abuse a few of my words to get you where you want to be
Guiding you to a wall of people stabbing people' sympathy
Such a love, such a lie you're making at destination,
Away from your careless days at sea chasing inspiration
Reaching for talent, lost in translation
Reaching for talent, lost in translation.
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