Apart from You, my heart is hard as rock and cold as snow-- like a lavalamp left unplugged.
Apart from You, I am numb to my pain, but I am also numb to joy.
Apart from You, everything is material, has a price sticker, can be bought, even me.
Apart from You, I don't have to face my anger, my passion, my sin.
Apart from You, there is no meaning. I have no meaning. Oh, how I want meaning.
Apart from You, I don't have to cry. Oh, how I need to cry.
Apart from You, I am nothing.
Be us not apart.
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