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Sep 2015
Sometimes I need some solitude,
To get it through my head.

Where to go, who to confide
When the nights your only friend.

The cycle starts, my soul unwinds
The words I need I'll never find.

Paralyzed,
Im stuck with
This ***** business I contend in.

I got it all figured out, yeah
Labyrinthine, to hide my pride.
Bittersweet, I bite my tongue babe
My life the web of lies.

St-st-stutter to keep from saying
Take a step, no two steps back.
Aye boy, whats this game your playing?
Addicted kid, your cards are stacked.
Lane Bohman
Written by
Lane Bohman  St.Cloud
(St.Cloud)   
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   Sara Murray
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