Nov 2018
I'm trying not to ruin this for myself
So I scream on the inside
While I'm composed on the outside.
Maybe they won't leave this time
If I let the bugs crawl out from the back of my eyes.
So I scream on the inside
While I'm composed on the outside.
Maybe they won't leave this time
If I let the bugs crawl out from the back of my eyes.
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Blurry Vision
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