The Problem
Heart is beating crazy gun There's no way I can run No games right now Sorry for the sweat Can someone pass me a towel Problems for me I don't like a crowd Just close love ones Just to find out what's next This is no fist This is no knife This looks like a gun It's pointed at my head If I don't find a solution I'll be dead Sadness Tears A lot of people are going to be mad That I'm not here Running so many tests The problem is still not found Day after day I walk around with my head down So many years of disappointments Today o today is when I lifted my head After I heard the gun cock Dreams after dreams I'm upset I haven't seen no good outcomes Please don't start crying Please it's not the end just yet Faking it But I'm breaking down Slow and painful Lighting and thunder My fear It's so foggy Honestly I think I'm losing my sight I feel like someone is here So nervous Because I feel no rain I'm in the corner In the deep corner of my mirror I'm trapped Look closer I'm buried in the cracks Please understand If he kills himself he's killing me I feels there's no place on earth for us So this is a must You have to break the mirror Break every mirror I found the problem It's me My fear is me
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