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Hardly awake here,
if that says enough.
Your love doesn't take here,
mine turns to dust.
If this means anything at all,
it doesn't mean enough.
I've done everything,
I'm still here broken up inside.
I try not to fight,
I try to understand.
You define what's important to me!
What's left to decide?
What's left to understand what's inside!

Hearts are just toys here,
mine has been played enough.
Quiet just makes noise here.
My volumes up.
If this means anything at all,
It doesn't mean enough.
Cause I've done everything
and I'm still broken up,
still broken up inside.
Yeah I'm broken inside.