These sullen eyes of mine
Someday you might find
That they get brighter and clearer
As you get nearer

Sometimes I wonder
If
All my blunders
Are gifts
Sent from the angels of my past
Cuz sometimes it feels I just might last

If you could see in my soul
You'd see a mirror broken but still whole
Bad luck for the breaker
But good for the maker
Cuz sometimes i just can't find myself
Feels like I'm locked up on a shelf

Sometimes I wonder
If
All my blunders
Are gifts
Sent from the humans of my past
Cuz sometimes it feels I'll never last

Can someone wake me?
It feels like the darkness of my dreams
Is gonna take me
While you hear my screams

Sometimes I wonder
If
All my blunders
Are gifts
Sent from the demons of my past
Cuz sometimes it feel I'll never last

I try to find my way
I just seem to go astray
I'm walking blindly
If somone could find me
Maybe i could find some help
Instead of echoes of my yelp

Sometime I wonder
If
All my blunders
Are gifts
Sent from the screamin' from my past
Cuz sometimes it feels I'll never last

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