Trapped in this hell with no way out
Trapped the voices continue to shout.
Trapped in myself; I'm always wrong.
Trapped I hear another angry song.
Trapped I hide in my little room.
Trapped I hide from impending doom.
Trapped in this hell; I don't want to stay.
Trapped this feeling never goes away.
Trapped in a brain and mental disease.
Trapped one thing can put me at ease.
Trapped you assume I'm safe in my room.
Trapped I can't hide from impending doom.
Trapped in my room I start to bleed.
Trapped I can't control this freakish need.
Trapped I wince at the razor's slice.
Trapped. Painful Ambrosia is so nice.
Trapped-Suffocating-Air-locked-Tomb.
Trapped I fulfilled my pre-sealed doom.
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