Those are the things that drive you out of life
That grip you at sad times
That make you want to take a run, hurt yourself and throw your debt away
Dreams splashed the wall of shame
Looks like I am to blame
I wanted to know who would run and who would stay
I used to play the game
You used to say the same
I'm wasted, I'm losing time again
And twisted I'm dying dry of thoughts
Those are the things that none would talk about
That whip you from inside
That make you run and hold it down
Dreams splashed my walls of shade
Looks like you knew the taste
Of all my feelings that I left away
You used to play the game
I probably said the same
I'm wasted, I'm losing time again
And twisted I'm dying dry of thoughts
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