Struggling to breath, that simple in and out
I'm drowning in the waves of doubt
I feel my throat constricting, pulling tight
And feel the tears coming, the ones I can't fight
A symphony of sorries comes spilling from within
I can't believe it, I said it again
I'm sorry for saying it
My own words make me sick
Nov 13, 2015
Nov 13, 2015 at 1:42 PM UTC
Struggling to breath, that simple in and out
I'm drowning in the waves of doubt
I feel my throat constricting, pulling tight
And feel the tears coming, the ones I can't fight
A symphony of sorries comes spilling from within
I can't believe it, I said it again
I'm sorry for saying it
My own words make me sick
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