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Annihilation

Pushed away, torn apart
Stamped and ripped in parts!
Shall I burn the hell?
Or get burnt?
Because it all hurts and
I don't want it to end.
Losing my mind and my soul
Wanting to walk away
But keeping close.
Is this how it was meant to be?
Turn the time and
I wouldn't start again
But now that it already has,
I can't walk away
I can't walk away.
When I asked you to come along
I didn't ask for annihilation
I didn't ask for annihilation
If this is love
Help me hate you
But now even if I try
I think I can't walk away
Holding, hurting, crying
Watching my heaven turn to hell
Wanting to burn the bridge
But all I keep doing is
Walk the bridge.
Burn it, break it, demolish it
I don't wanna go back
But I guess I'll build a new one
No matter how much it hurts
I think
I can't walk away.
No! Not anymore;
I'm stuck in annihilation and I guess
I'm loving the pain.
So, I can't walk away.

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