Vanished (P. Micco)

She don't know how I'm really feeling Babe I love you, see you never Feeling bruised from the head to toe Thought I grew, new mental low Gotta gentle soul Sentimental woes, eating to the bone Gotta gentle soul Sentimental woes, eating to the bone Feel the autumn breeze in corrupted lungs Babe it's been a week, feeling sorta numb I been sorta waiting, ouu the disappointment I can't find a cadence, that will help restore it I been fucked up but you manage You don't need me, I can't stand it I been fucked up but you managed You don't need me so you vanished Oh oh you vanished Oh oh you vanished Oh you vanished I been fucked up but you manage You don't need me, I can't stand it I been fucked up but you manage You don't need me so you vanished I been fucked up but you manage You don't need me so you vanished