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Text: Atlas Losing Grip. State Of Unrest. Black Hole.


I've been carrying this weight
Need to get it off my chest
Hope you don't take it the wrong way

I don't know where to begin
How do I explain
Guess there's just no easy to way to say this
I keep procrastinating, waiting for the right time

But I guess it all comes down
To the fact that we pulled apart
And where you used to be
There's a hole in my heart
Hole in my heart

I'm afraid of letting go
And I guess that you don't know
That I'm all torn up inside

I can't explain
What's going on
Someone take a knife and cut this pain out from my heart

I stand alone and broken in the rubble that is my life
And I watch my world burn down
As I slowly fall apart
Cause where you used to be
There's a hole in my heart
Hole in my heart
A big black hole

Is there anybody out there?
Can anybody hear me?
Someone help me fill this big black hole
Someone help me fill the void