WORDS OF THE DEAD
(TEENAGE PRESSURE)
No matter what I do
You'll look at me the same way
As you did yesterday
Now hold on a minute
I really didn't mean it
My story's a funny one
Cause I don't understand what I've done
Sometimes I sing in the rain
Hoping that it will wash away the pain
It never works
It mostly just hurts
Me
Yeah, good old me
It was nice knowing youAnxiety
Society
Depression
Reflection
Weak
Too scared to speak
Suicide
My problems just multipliedAnd when I walk those streets
I really just want to lie beneath those sheets
But I know il be wide awake
Because I'm too scared to let go of life's handbrake
Because I don't just want to roll with life
Alright
I want my hands on the steering wheel
Image three course delight not some readymealAnxiety
Society
Depression
Reflection
Weak
Too scared to speak
Suicide
My problems just multipliedI walk home
Alone
I'm struggling at school
When it comes to potential
I'm the exception that proves the rule
Soon il be sleeping on those streets
And be nowhere near those sheets
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Words Of The Dead- Words Of The Living- #Wattys2019
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