Beginning an end is hard enough.
Running through to catch the haze
Along the midst of yesterdays
To fill my lungs so I can scream
Out all the pain of being left here
You are the song I sing
A breath of air
That holds your lungs
I want to shake my brain until it falls out of ym head
And onto the floor
So I can read and write what I think
So I will be confused no more
May 15, 2013
May 15, 2013 at 12:13 AM UTC
Beginning an end is hard enough.
Running through to catch the haze
Along the midst of yesterdays
To fill my lungs so I can scream
Out all the pain of being left here
You are the song I sing
A breath of air
That holds your lungs
I want to shake my brain until it falls out of ym head
And onto the floor
So I can read and write what I think
So I will be confused no more
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