I'm obsessed with my own stress
Contradiction on my breath
A slight drift towards my death
Something's wrong
It's always in my head
It's my endless fixation
On my condemnation
Of things that will kill me
Yet leave me complacent
A fucked illustration
O.D. in your set ways
An honest beginning
Yet leaves you torn and afraid
Trapped inside the ways
The hours turn to days
Trapped inside the ways
The hours turn to
Never can seem to face
All these voices
All these voices ruined me beyond repair
And I listened
And I listen
Damage me until I can't breathe
Anymore than this
No, no, no
And you thought these moments would last?
You really thought they would last?
Are you listening?
Are you listening?
Say something fucking real
Say something fucking real
And if they had anything to give
They wouldn't say shit
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Will you wait for me?
Will you wait for me?
Will you wait for me?
I'm never coming back
I'm never coming back