“Of situtations. I do not feel well pressed beneath this spell”
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With every other word I feel myself breaking
I find my self wishing for never waking
Everything close to me in this moment of fear
Everyone close to me I hold so dear
If I let go now, I’m sure to break
If I lose you now. I dont think I could take
another blow to this empty chest
I need to slow down. I need to rest.
but this poison in my blood
flutters through my veins into my brain
keeping me wired,constantly insane
going through the motions of day to day
I wonder if this life is ever going to change
I can’t find the time to inspect the strange
maybe this calls for some time to rearange
I just want to take fucking flight
Spread my wings and soar through the night
but I know it will cause a fight
Lord, how can I make this right
I can’t make this right, i can only redo
and start over fresh and brand new
you may not like the outcome you see
but I hope in your heart you can still love me
I speed through life one nosebleed at a time
fuck your yellow brick road
I follow little white lines
Can you see the monster with me
pumping through my system
Making me be the one person
I never wanted to be
yet, I love this path, it makes me feel fine
until everything began to unwind
I slowed down for only a minute
and all this baggage came with it
So Ill find my fix of no fear
and hope you dont see me here
because I want to stand in front of heavens gate
I think Ill stand there and wait
because my dose my get me there
but never to heaven, not quite fair
I feel like time is going by so slow. Im ready to be away from this house. I want to just go away and get away but im fucking stuck. Will time ever go any faster?
