Heard your voice to my right,
But as I turn you're not in sight.
Between these mind games playing,
And all the memories, staining
I refuse to go crazy,
But now everything's hazy.
Your face is on the wall,
I hear your voice in every call.
Everywhere I turn, there you are,
I head to the bridge, hop in my car.
Looking over, take my final breath
Your bodie's in the water, as I jump to my death.
Mar 21, 2020
Mar 21, 2020 at 12:02 AM UTC
Heard your voice to my right,
But as I turn you're not in sight.
Between these mind games playing,
And all the memories, staining
I refuse to go crazy,
But now everything's hazy.
Your face is on the wall,
I hear your voice in every call.
Everywhere I turn, there you are,
I head to the bridge, hop in my car.
Looking over, take my final breath
Your bodie's in the water, as I jump to my death.
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