I look at pills again
Can't find my way today
I taking them slowly
To forget the pain
And they're absorbing
But i am losing my mind.
I look in the mirror
But everything blurred
I am talking
But hear only restraint.
Go lay and remember your strain
Do you want to leave a stain?
Be the slain in this trope
Straying all hope.
So i go back to pills
Newly bought today
And I am aired
I can't daily cope
So gather all the faith
It's time to find
The way out of the train
And forget astray
To find our way.
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