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J Jan 2018
I called out to you hoping you would hear the sound
I would have wrote you sooner but too busy tossing words around
It’s all connected and at the end of the day I can’t be mad because more than anything it’s self reflective
I shine a light on the foreground
I hope you see things more clearly now
I don’t know who I’m supposed to be
I don’t know what’s waiting for me
J Jan 2018
If I leave will you follow me?
It’s all an illusion
Racing for a dream on the horizon
Running from problems
Drowning in substances
Fed up with the chases
Give me something better
I’m dying for an antidote
The end is just a day dream
Hold on tight
It’s all an illusion
Learn how to live because it won’t go away
Devil, I’m glad you came
Someone is calling for me
Something is calling for me
I made my own hell and I got here by myself

— The End —