Pleasure in the darkness and pain in the light
So much dysfunction that we've now lost sight
Too scared to be happy, we've forgotten how it feels
Comfort in the chaos, the struggle is real
Locked in a room with only insults for walls
Deja vu, echoes of the past call
A manifestation of exactly what we think
Yet we're all so programmed, we can't see the link
We try to help each other but we're ruined as one
Too scared to be alone so we just carry on.
Apr 4, 2018
Apr 4, 2018 at 7:37 PM UTC
Pleasure in the darkness and pain in the light
So much dysfunction that we've now lost sight
Too scared to be happy, we've forgotten how it feels
Comfort in the chaos, the struggle is real
Locked in a room with only insults for walls
Deja vu, echoes of the past call
A manifestation of exactly what we think
Yet we're all so programmed, we can't see the link
We try to help each other but we're ruined as one
Too scared to be alone so we just carry on.
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