lost insecure

But in the end everyone ends up alone.Losing her, the only one who's ever known.Who I am, who I'm not and who I wanna be.No way to know how long she will be next to me
Lost and insecure, you found me. Lying on the floor surrounded, surrounded.Why'd you have to wait? Where were you? Where were you? Just a little late, you found me!

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