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Drip, drop Until my heart stops Bleeding with a meaning I know they've been deceiving me Don't stop Fueling my addiction I feed on all the tension and pain that I've been given. My life Caught up in a daydream Pretending that I'm mainstream Until they found the blood stains. That knife I don't know how it got there Its sharp; my feeling: unclear I just know I can't stay here Inside me There's so much that I've hidden Constantly stumbling on decisions Regret knows something's missing Tick tock Time is leaving me behind The clock is laughing at me Im stuck on pause and can't rewind
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Feb 9, 2015
Feb 9, 2015 at 11:16 AM UTC
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Drip, drop Until my heart stops Bleeding with a meaning I know they've been deceiving me Don't stop Fueling my addiction I feed on all the tension and pain that I've been given. My life Caught up in a daydream Pretending that I'm mainstream Until they found the blood stains. That knife I don't know how it got there Its sharp; my feeling: unclear I just know I can't stay here Inside me There's so much that I've hidden Constantly stumbling on decisions Regret knows something's missing Tick tock Time is leaving me behind The clock is laughing at me Im stuck on pause and can't rewind
I was scatter brained and half awake when I wrote this.
JLPfoxy
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Feb 9, 2015
Feb 9, 2015 at 11:16 AM UTC
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