I don't want to write
the light anymore
estranged from myself
I don't want it
no I'm not happy
I'm absent hearted
handcuffed to the tracks
no bravo no encore
Didnt care for the movie
much less the god **** replay
feeling the ties start to vibrate
my back numb from the steel
got a smile on my face
the key in my hand
it saddens me
all i see
a piece of scrap paper, pencil
two worn out hands
The rest
is all in my head
Jan 19, 2019
Jan 19, 2019 at 1:09 AM UTC
I don't want to write
the light anymore
estranged from myself
I don't want it
no I'm not happy
I'm absent hearted
handcuffed to the tracks
no bravo no encore
Didnt care for the movie
much less the god **** replay
feeling the ties start to vibrate
my back numb from the steel
got a smile on my face
the key in my hand
it saddens me
all i see
a piece of scrap paper, pencil
two worn out hands
The rest
is all in my head
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