and i won't let you choke
Heartbroken. Broken. A broken mind.
One impulse. One fleeting minute. One weak moment.
Kudos to drunken nights?
i will not hear what you have to say
One look at the past.
At the simplicity and joy. At the harmony.
Tumultuous times have to end. Or kill.
Looking for defense mechanisms on your playlist. Sure sign of marbles already lost.
And depressed dusting, heavy eyelids galore.
It's an alien world. It's an alien writing this. Voices lost. Tears too inexpensive.
Screaming to be heard. With holes in your heart. And lost hope.
i know the shame in your defeat
Going back to the start? Going back to the truth. And me.
Wishful thinking.
cause i need freedom now
and i need to know how
to live my life as it's meant to be
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