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Still trapped inside my head & my house. Losing chunks of time on a daily basis. things are certainly not looking up. Tired of keeping my head up, sick of being strong. I believe I'm through for the day.
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Burning mud in my eyes blinding me from the truth
If it's a shadow in me the dark is a tidal wave inside of you
You've been taking communion
Getting drunk on your antidote
I'll save a seat next to me down below
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