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My 5 Weeks

These are the songs that are related to what happened to me in my 5 weeks of waiting and depression
It's only 5 weeks and I know I shouldn't be too sad
I learn something from it :)



Wounded by Good Charlotte


Lost and broken, hopeless and lonely
Smiling on the outside, but hurt beneath my skin
My eyes are fading, my soul is bleeding
I'll try to make it seems ok, but my faith is wearing thin

So help me heal this wounds
They have been open for way too long
Help me fill this soul, even though this is not your fault
That I'm open, and I'm bleeding all over your brand new rug
And I need someone to help me sew them up

I only wanted a magazine, I only wanted a movie screen
I only wanted a life I read about and dreamed
And now my mind is an open book
and now my heart is an open wound
and now my life is an open soul for all to see

So help me heal this wounds
They have been open for way too long
Help me fill this soul, even though this is not your fault
That I'm open, and I'm bleeding all over your brand new rug
And I need someone to help me

So you come along, I push you away
Then kick and scream for you to stay
Cuz I need someone to help me
Oh, I need someone to help me

To help me heal this wound
They have been open for way too long
Help me fill this soul, even though this is not your fault
That I'm open, and I'm bleeding all over your brand new rug

And I need someone to help me sew them
I need someone to help me fill them
I need someone to help me close them up




Iris by Goo Goo Dolls


And I'd give up forever to touch you
Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't want to go home right now

And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
'Cause sooner or later it's over
I just don't want to miss you tonight

(Chorus)
And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything feels like the movies
Yeah you bleed just to know you're alive

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