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Nov 2019
My lips are moving but there's no sound
I've gotta room at the top of the world tonight
But I ain't coming down
I'm in the half life of my disintegration

Fading out

The end is meeting the beginning
And I'm screaming out

The silent sound

Why am i here
And who dared allowed

Zippin' my lips
Cover my mouth
I am a sinner
And no ones proud
Who let me in here
To be crowned

A dunce in the corner of the world

Who is responsible for my fall
Why would a creator
Create me at all

I've gotta room at the top world
Tonight
But I ain't coming down
My lips are moving but there's no sound

My God can you hear me
At all

What am I here for
And how many more days
Do you want

What kind of designer
Would design my fault
And stick me in a demons
Blackened heart
Why would you cage me
In the devil's world
And smash my heart
By a beautiful girl

My God
My Lord

What? could you possibly want me forΒ‘
JaxSpade
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