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Alone Into a Room Asking Alexandria

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I've been aCway, a little while, somea times I just can't help myself
When my e mind's running wild, I seem to Glose grip on reality
And I Ctry to disregard the crazy a things the voices tell me to e do, but it's no Duse

C I tried to own ita , write songs about it
e Believe me I tried, in the Gend I needed to breathe
C Find inspirationa , some kind of purpose
e To take a second to faDce the shit that makes me, me

C All I needed was the a last thing I wanted
e To sit alone in a roDom and say it all out loud
C Every moment, every a second, every trespass
e Every awful thing, every broken dream
C A couple years back and a forth with myself in a ce age
Banging my head against the wDall tryna put words on a pCage
All I needed was the a last thing I wanted
e To be alone in a room, alone in a room

I saw the Cworld a couple times, tried to a cure the ache with absence
But that e hole was still a hole and my Gmind kept playing tricks on me
Feeling Colder every day, took everya thing I had to not crash and bue rn
But I'm starting to leaD6rn

C Sometimes I'll fall downa , sometimes I'll lose hope
e But those days will be fGew if I keep my feet on the groCund
I might be lonelya , but I ain't alone here
e So I keep pushing the liDmits of what makes me


C All I needed was the a last thing I wanted
e To sit alone in a roDom and say it all out loud
C Every moment, every a second, every trespass
e Every awful thing, every broken dream
C A couple years back and a forth with myself in a ce age
Banging my head against the wDall tryna put words on a pCage
All I needed was the a last thing I wanted
e To be alone in a room, alone in a room

(Ae lone, alone, alone, alone, alone, alone, alone, alone)
(Ae lone, alone, alone, alone, 'lone, 'lone, 'lone, 'lone)
(e Lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lone)


CI ca an e be Dbetter than I was
CI ca an e be better than I Cam
All I needed was the a last thing I wanted
e To sit alone in a room


C All I needed was the a last thing I wanted
e To sit alone in a roDom and say it all out loud
C Every moment, every a second, every trespass
e Every awful thing, every broken dream
C A couple years back and a forth with myself in a ce age
Banging my head against the wDall tryna put words on a pCage
All I needed was the a last thing I wanted
e To be alone in a room, alone in a room


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