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I'm spending my night listening to Breathe Carolina Wondering if you're okay You stopped talking to me and I don't know why I'm trying to get high And I'm thinking about how you should give up drugs I'm slitting my hips And I'm thinking about how they forced you into therapy You wanted attention But didn't I am the same Except when the world started to hurt you You became a different kind of numb I became a violent numb And so did you But our experiments went wrong Went askew You turned to Mary and Nicotine I turned to Windex and Poetry You picked up a razor for show I hide scars under my clothes You turned to *** and late nights with drunk men I became a victim who couldn't say no We are different kinds of numb That float on each other Except you drifted away again With everyone else So I'm spending tonight listening to Breathe Carolina Breathing in chemicals Wondering if you're okay While I'm not Drowning myself here alone
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Nov 18, 2014
Nov 18, 2014 at 8:39 PM UTC
Drowning Myself Here Alone
I'm spending my night listening to Breathe Carolina Wondering if you're okay You stopped talking to me and I don't know why I'm trying to get high And I'm thinking about how you should give up drugs I'm slitting my hips And I'm thinking about how they forced you into therapy You wanted attention But didn't I am the same Except when the world started to hurt you You became a different kind of numb I became a violent numb And so did you But our experiments went wrong Went askew You turned to Mary and Nicotine I turned to Windex and Poetry You picked up a razor for show I hide scars under my clothes You turned to *** and late nights with drunk men I became a victim who couldn't say no We are different kinds of numb That float on each other Except you drifted away again With everyone else So I'm spending tonight listening to Breathe Carolina Breathing in chemicals Wondering if you're okay While I'm not Drowning myself here alone
Just sitting here breathing chemicals, missing you and all your toxic smoke, love.
WickedHope
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Nov 18, 2014
Nov 18, 2014 at 8:39 PM UTC
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