Lethargic minds.
Vomit me back into the pit of God's stomach and churn me up.
Naturality in reverse and upside down.
Hold my hand until never. And then some more.
I don't know how to say what I need to without being put away.
To go insane you must, at some point, be sane.
Don't know what's left and right or up and down,
when I'm on my back at the bottom of this well.
There was a light, but someone covered it and now I can't see.
Reality hurts worst when you're sober.
Been eating pills like candy and murdering my stomach.
I thought I was seeing a brighter tomorrow, but it turned into a darker yesterday.
And I can't promise you that I'll come out in one piece this time.
Don't worry about me, because I'm fine. Or I will be someday.
Maybe.
I just want someone that doesn't only care so I care back.
Because that's not always the case.
And no, I don't love you like I did yesterday.
And I'll probably love you less tomorrow.
And so on and so forth...
Get me out of mind because I'm almost out of time,
to save myself and them before the whole game's over.
And before you're gone forever.
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Holy. Fucking. Shit.
Wow.
Oh my god. Those are some intense words.
If you don't come out in one piece, then goddamn it I have super glue.
What if I'm like paper and I jus tabsorb it and fall apart again?
Because I am a total wreck and I don't think this is going to turn out very well...
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