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We were a dying seed, emphasizing a sense of decline or decay in the relationship.

Floating in space, portraying a feeling of aimlessness or lack of direction.

Trying to escape, suggesting an attempt to break free from the challenges or difficulties.

Smoking the air as if it'd be, alluding to a futile pursuit of satisfaction or fulfillment.

The buzz that we craved, symbolizing a desire for excitement or thrill in the relationship.

To soften the ache, expressing a need for solace or relief from emotional pain.

Relying on gravity to breathe, indicating dependency and a struggle to sustain the connection.

Together we chased, acknowledging joint efforts, possibly toward common goals.

But we were running in place, highlighting a lack of progress or forward momentum.

And when we're over and done, contemplating the end of the relationship.

Flipped the switch, turned my back, signaling a deliberate decision to move on.

Breathed you out of my lungs, metaphorically letting go and releasing the emotional burden.

When we're never gonna be one, accepting the impossibility of unity or reconciliation.

I need to be sure I can still be someone, expressing a concern about personal identity post-breakup.

Without someone, emphasizing the quest for self-discovery and independence.

My youth tore my soul and broke my bones, reflecting the impact of past experiences on the speaker's emotional and physical well-being.

A shell of a person, describing a sense of emptiness or hollowness.

Hoping that I'm still worth it, expressing a desire for self-worth and validation.

Crying out someone take me home, seeking comfort and a place of belonging.

Before I unhinge my body, suggesting a fear of losing control or stability.

Rip me open set me free, expressing a desire for liberation and emotional release.

And when we're over and done, repeating the acknowledgment of the end of the relationship.

Flipped the switch, turned my back, reiterating the deliberate decision to move on.

Breathed you out of my lungs, emphasizing the process of letting go and moving forward.

When we're never gonna be one, reiterating the acceptance of the irreconcilable differences.

I need to be sure I can still be someone, repeating the concern about personal identity after the breakup.

Without someone, underscoring the importance of self-discovery and independence.

I hate my body, expressing self-loathing or dissatisfaction with one's physical form.

I hate my bones, extending the self-criticism to the core of one's being.

I hate my anger, acknowledging and disliking a negative emotional aspect.

I hate my soul, expressing a deep dissatisfaction with the inner self.

I hate my body, repeating the self-loathing sentiment.

I hate my bones, reiterating dissatisfaction with one's core identity.

Can I be somebody, questioning the possibility of personal transformation or redemption.

Now that you're gone, reflecting on the impact of the absence of the other person.

Now I know you'll never be the one, acknowledging the realization that the relationship was not meant to be.

And I'm just not sure, expressing uncertainty about personal identity and worth.

I can still be someone, asserting the possibility of self-discovery and growth despite the challenges.

Without someone, reiterating the importance of independence and self-re