i need to start over
i can't back down
even when i'm sober
feel like i'm gonna drown
i try to keep
the world that i need
but i'm in too deep
feels like i'm gonna bleed
i used to have faith in this
i used to try
thankful that i found bliss
but now i wanna cry
today i'm homesick
and i wanna run away
back to the brick
wall that got in my way
but on that wall i wrote my soul
my good friends gone
but i gained control
fumes made me yawn
but i was unstoppable
car crash
from stealin cash
gun shots
from the parkin lots
this is my life
the gleam of a knife
cuttin through the night
when nothin seems right
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