overwhelmed
I've been shutting up my heart by endless sleeping Trying carefully and hard to keep it quiet But when i fail it gets awake too sick and violent Shooting myself with memories that keep me haunted The weird feeling like there's always something missing "What could it be?" A funny game i know the end of Your ghost is seeking me with something i must pay for The wasted time and lame comebacks i can't scape from Locked in my room, air feeling gloom, will never leave me My past decisions always climbing through the walls Chest feeling empty, looking for love on the floor Eyes start to close, my body's aching, are you now gone?
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