My mind is a hurricane
I never thought silence would be so loud I can't even hear myself if I scream in a crowd I am getting lost in my own thoughts Tied up in these knots My mind is surrounded by darkness Trying to turn me heartless All around me are different doors On different floors That's what my mind is like, but each door I take Makes me go through the same heartache Always new players but the same game And it always ends the same and the main player is to blame
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