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Behind on my taxes Got unpaid infractions My arms full of over reactions These aint scratches from silly little rashes Im 25 but they say this **** passes Im the host for which depression attaches It makes me hate me with passion Sometimes i feel happy but then it crashes No reason to be sad my life isnt tragic Does sadness have a limitation Depressions done its best imitation Most say its my own creation But why would i create something so abrasive Was i just born a little tainted Or is this the story ive chosen to be painted Does happiness follow the patiently waited Does it make it to those who fake it No part of me is ever shameless Shame is me Guilt chases me till i cant breathe Its not deep enough if blood doesn't bleed Ill never be free Its sunken its teeth Impossible to think Let alone eat Waking up beat Makes you want to go back to sleep
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Oct 5, 2023
Oct 5, 2023 at 3:19 PM UTC
Back to Sleep
Behind on my taxes Got unpaid infractions My arms full of over reactions These aint scratches from silly little rashes Im 25 but they say this **** passes Im the host for which depression attaches It makes me hate me with passion Sometimes i feel happy but then it crashes No reason to be sad my life isnt tragic Does sadness have a limitation Depressions done its best imitation Most say its my own creation But why would i create something so abrasive Was i just born a little tainted Or is this the story ive chosen to be painted Does happiness follow the patiently waited Does it make it to those who fake it No part of me is ever shameless Shame is me Guilt chases me till i cant breathe Its not deep enough if blood doesn't bleed Ill never be free Its sunken its teeth Impossible to think Let alone eat Waking up beat Makes you want to go back to sleep
Sweettime
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Oct 5, 2023
Oct 5, 2023 at 3:19 PM UTC
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