SEARCHING
We’re all searching for something
Something I’ll never find
I cross my arms and stand in line
Something I’ll never find
I cross my arms and stand in line
I never move from the back
This wasn’t how I pictured it
I’m over you, but can’t get under someone else
This wasn’t how I pictured it
I’m over you, but can’t get under someone else
We’re all meant for someone
Someone I’ll never meet
I hang my head and choke on tears
Someone I’ll never meet
I hang my head and choke on tears
I’ve never been held like I mattered
This wasn’t how it started
I’m tired of it, but can’t get past it
This wasn’t how it started
I’m tired of it, but can’t get past it
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