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 Jun 2014 Rachel
Mitch Prax
Life is hollow; life is pain
I’m never coming here again
There’s no one left, left at all
You built me up to make me fall

It’s a sick world, sick, sick, sick
It’s a world so full of hypocrites
It’s a world I can’t relate
you fill me up with so much hate

I don’t feel like myself today
I need some sort of getaway
This place will surely melt my brain
And you all cause me so much pain
 Jun 2014 Rachel
Mitch Prax
Alone.
 Jun 2014 Rachel
Mitch Prax
Alone in a dream,
Alone wide awake
It’s in my bloodstream
It’s more than I can take
I fell asleep with a memory
It’s always the same mistake
when dreams are only temporary
It’s more than I can take

— The End —