segunda-feira, 25 de março de 2019

I can't stand anymore
I've said it too many times before
Been tired of sleeping at four
Always swimming and finding no shore

No cure for this fucking disease
Just wanna be here and drown in peace
Sick to death of feeling like this
Maybe this time my life gonna cease

Never wanted to make friends sad
Just though about making my bed

And again it comes to mind
Would feel better if I lay and die

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