Nobody has me
Like they have you
My life is only clear
When I see it through
Tainted water, alcohol
In this, I am your fool
So invisible
Bled so much
Now it shows through
I am soiled,
Fallen from grace
Spreading false wings
I can't replace
Worthless and empty
My breath and words
Fleeing from my grasp
Like free-flying birds
I've been there before
I've settled for less
Been caught in the moment
Started to regress
Scattered emotions
Lifeless months in the ground
I feel like a corpse
No one wants around...
So fucked up
Can't see straight
To the bottom again...
Strive for the great impress
Which never shall arrive
Fleeing the great moment
Which never shall apply
To any discription to my life
So when you see me next
Know that I'm not my best
For all of this worthlessness
That I feel deep inside
I won't give in
I've got way too much pride
Too much pride
Too much pain
Goddamn, I'm me again...
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