How Does It Feel?

So we had to act on what happened calming, despite your fear of heights.
Despite that action’s sting.
Steeped into ourselves there was never space.
Never a moment to inhale.
We began to waste.
Beautiful to make it, hell and back to break it.
Now we lay like shattered glass.
How does it feel? Now alone you stand.
Don’t you love that this was planned? You need a map.
How does it feel? Believing that stupid voice.
You made a brilliant choice. You done it all wrong, and now he is just a song.

It began simply just a girl and guy looking for the same old thing.
But before it came and died.
Seeped into ourselves.
Arguments to rate.
With no reason to agree, we began to waste.

Beautiful  to make it, hell and back to break it.
Now we lay like shattered glass.
How does it feel? Knowing now alone you stand.
Don’t you love that this was planned? You need a big old map.
How does it feel? Believing some stupid voice.You made yet another brilliant choice, you’ve done it all wrong, and now he’s just a thought.

Who cares for mostly quiet? And calculated emotion?
While my life sits on my sleeve and I cry out for the ocean.
It’s a sad, sad, thing how much I loved you.
And its a sad, sad, thing to think i still do.

How does it feel knowing that alone you stand?
Don’t you love that this was planned?
How does it feel la douleur exquise?

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