OD
I hear those voices deep within
they wake me up feeling dead inside
I grab a bottle, cleanching on so tight
a glass of water, six or seven to start
before I know it, I no longer hurt
Pounding chest, a sudden rush
I turn to see a deep dark light
another day with one less breath
for tomorrow will be the same.
I hear those voices deep within
they wake me up feeling dead inside
I grab a bottle, cleanching on so tight
a glass of water, six or seven to start
before I know it, I no longer hurt
Pounding chest, a sudden rush
I turn to see a deep dark light
another day with one less breath
for tomorrow will be the same.
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