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Nov 2013
Look around
What do you see?
Is it the writing on the walls?
Disguised this paint
I'm scared to call

I don't get out much
I'm stuck in a rut
Pain is my blanket
That I cover myself with when I sleep
I'm ready to fall

Am I missing?
The ghost of the past
Turn a blind eye
And them turn out the lights

I remember
What you would say
Ghost notes
And a bottle of mistakes
This house is a ghost town
And it's my biggest fear

Am I missing?
The ghost of the past
Turn a blind eye
It's a battle of one
Love drunk's a *****
Dig my own grave
And leave it up to you

Cloudless thoughts (I'm falling)
The suffocating (I'm falling)
Intoxicated thoughts
And I can't drive them away

Am I missing?
Oh, am I missing?
So please turn out the lights
Written by
Joe Perkins  Pennsylvania
(Pennsylvania)   
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