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I feel a little down when i'm looking down on you. Taking things for granted is the best i'll ever do. All the time's astray feeling like clay, you're a million miles away from how i pictured you from the start. I know it's my fault, i'm missing you now. You're much meaner than i thought, i'll hide my problems. Darkness surrounding me; embraced solidarity. What has become of my life when drowning in these words? Use a stepping stone out of a tale of a boy who loved a girl who couldn't ever reciprocate. It's killing me, how could i be so blind? I know it's fallen down, yeah i know that ailing sound.