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THE MISSING FRAME

One at a time,
Constants becomes surreal.
One at a time,
Heart attacks
are concealed.
I can see that I
Lose the joys of life.
One at a time
Suicides are revealed.
You will see that I
lost another life.
But tonight,

I'll let you tear it up.
If you don't wake me up.
But if you tear it,
We can't repair it.
So please don't wake me
till someone cares.
Now no one cares.

One at a time
I watch them all forget.
One at a time
I'm lost in little deaths.
It's the place that I
I forget my life.
Like tonight.

I'll let you tear it up.
If you don't wake me up.
But if you tear it,
We can't repair it.
So please don't wake me
till someone cares.
Now no one cares.

Will the flood behind me
Put out the fire inside me?
Will the flood behind me
Put out the fire inside me?

I'll let you tear it up.
Oh Oh Oh
I'll let you break it up.
Oh Oh Oh
If you don't wake me up.
Oh Oh Oh
But if you tear it,
Oh Oh Oh
We can't repair it.
Oh Oh Oh
So please don't wake me.
Oh Oh Oh
Till someone cares.
Now no one cares...cares.

I'll let you tear it up.
If you don't wake me up.
Cause it's apparent
That you don't care, and
It's sunk into me,
Because I don't care
Now no one cares