My Immortal

I’m so tired of being here

ˈaɪm ˈsoʊ ˈtʰaɪɚd əv ˈbiɪŋ ˈhɪr

Suppressed by all my childish fears

səˈprɛst ˈbaɪ ˈɑɫ ˈmaɪ ˈtʃaɪɫdɪʃ ˈfɪrz

And if you have to leave

ənd ˈɪf ˈju ˈhæf tə ˈliv

I wish that you would just leave

ˈaɪ ˈwɪʃ ˈðæt ˈju wəd ˈdʒʌst ˈliv

‘Cause your presence still lingers here

ˈkʰɑz ˈjɔr ˈprɛzn̩s ˈstɪɫ ˈlɪŋɡɚz ˈhɪr

And it won’t leave me alone

ənd ˈɪt ˈwoʊnt ˈliv ˈmi əˈloʊn

These wounds won’t seem to heal

ˈðiz ˈwundz ˈwoʊnt ˈsim ˈtʰu ˈhiɫ

This pain is just too real

ˈðɪs ˈpʰeɪn ˈɪz ˈdʒʌst ˈtʰu ˈriəɫ

There’s just too much that time cannot erase

ˈðɛrz ˈdʒʌst ˈtʰu ˈmʌtʃ ˈðæt ˈtʰaɪm ˈkʰænɑt ɪˈreɪs

When you cried I’d wipe away all of your tears

ˈwɛn ˈju ˈkraɪd ˈaɪd ˈwaɪp əˈweɪ ˈɑɫ əv ˈjɔr ˈtʰɪrz

When you’d scream I’d fight away all of your fears

ˈwɛn ˈjud ˈskrim ˈaɪd ˈfaɪt əˈweɪ ˈɑɫ əv ˈjɔr ˈfɪrz

And I held your hand through all of these years

ənd ˈaɪ ˈhɛɫd ˈjɔr ˈhænd ˈθru ˈɑɫ əv ˈðiz ˈjɪrz

But you still have all of me

ˈbʌt ˈju ˈstɪɫ ˈhæv ˈɑɫ əv ˈmi

You used to captivate me by your resonating light

ˈju ˈjus tə ˈkʰæptəˌveɪt ˈmi ˈbaɪ ˈjɔr ˈrɛzəˌneɪɾɪŋ ˈlaɪt

Now I’m bound by the life you left behind

ˈnaʊ ˈaɪm ˈbaʊnd ˈbaɪ ðə ˈlaɪf ˈju ˈlɛft bɪˈhaɪnd

Your face, it haunts my once pleasant dreams

ˈjɔr ˈfeɪs | ˈɪt ˈhɑnts ˈmaɪ ˈwʌns ˈplɛzn̩t ˈdrimz

Your voice, it chased away all the sanity in me

ˈjɔr ˈvɔɪs | ˈɪt ˈtʃeɪst əˈweɪ ˈɑɫ ðə ˈsænətɪ ˈɪn ˈmi

These wounds won’t seem to heal

ˈðiz ˈwundz ˈwoʊnt ˈsim ˈtʰu ˈhiɫ

This pain is just too real

ˈðɪs ˈpʰeɪn ˈɪz ˈdʒʌst ˈtʰu ˈriəɫ

There’s just too much that time cannot erase

ˈðɛrz ˈdʒʌst ˈtʰu ˈmʌtʃ ˈðæt ˈtʰaɪm ˈkʰænɑt ɪˈreɪs

When you cried I’d wipe away all of your tears

ˈwɛn ˈju ˈkraɪd ˈaɪd ˈwaɪp əˈweɪ ˈɑɫ əv ˈjɔr ˈtʰɪrz

When you’d scream I’d fight away all of your fears

ˈwɛn ˈjud ˈskrim ˈaɪd ˈfaɪt əˈweɪ ˈɑɫ əv ˈjɔr ˈfɪrz

And I held your hand through all of these years

ənd ˈaɪ ˈhɛɫd ˈjɔr ˈhænd ˈθru ˈɑɫ əv ˈðiz ˈjɪrz

But you still have all of me

ˈbʌt ˈju ˈstɪɫ ˈhæv ˈɑɫ əv ˈmi

I’ve tried so hard to tell myself that you’re gone

ˈaɪv ˈtraɪd ˈsoʊ ˈhɑrd ˈtʰu ˈtʰɛɫ maɪˈsɛɫf ˈðæt ˈjɔr ˈɡɑn

But though you’re still with me

ˈbʌt ˈðoʊ ˈjɔr ˈstɪɫ ˈwɪθ ˈmi

I’ve been alone all along

ˈaɪv ˈbɪn əˈloʊn ˈɑɫ əˈlɑŋ

When you cried I’d wipe away all of your tears

ˈwɛn ˈju ˈkraɪd ˈaɪd ˈwaɪp əˈweɪ ˈɑɫ əv ˈjɔr ˈtʰɪrz

When you’d scream I’d fight away all of your fears

ˈwɛn ˈjud ˈskrim ˈaɪd ˈfaɪt əˈweɪ ˈɑɫ əv ˈjɔr ˈfɪrz

And I held your hand through all of these years

ənd ˈaɪ ˈhɛɫd ˈjɔr ˈhænd ˈθru ˈɑɫ əv ˈðiz ˈjɪrz

But you still have all of me

ˈbʌt ˈju ˈstɪɫ ˈhæv ˈɑɫ əv ˈmi

All of me… me… me…

ˈɑɫ əv ˈmi ‖ ˈmi ‖ ˈmi ‖

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