this will be the countdown to my coma
Fishing inside these bottles for something real
Reaching out to touch something but there is nothing to feel
Mixing alcohol shrooms and pain pills signing a bad deal
But I guess done running on this treadmill
Going no where
So when you see me or if you see me
....I'm sorry
Jul 18, 2015
Jul 18, 2015 at 3:31 PM UTC
this will be the countdown to my coma
Fishing inside these bottles for something real
Reaching out to touch something but there is nothing to feel
Mixing alcohol shrooms and pain pills signing a bad deal
But I guess done running on this treadmill
Going no where
So when you see me or if you see me
....I'm sorry
Might be my last post for a while happy writing bye
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