It feels like every day's the same I'm left to discover on my own. It seems like everything is gray and there's no colour to behold. They say it's over and I'm fine again. Trying to stay sober feels like I'm dying. I am aware now of how everything's gonna be fine. One day, I'm too late, and I'm in Hell. I am prepared now. It seems everyone's gonna be fine. One day, they're too late just as well. I feel the dream in me expire and there's no one else to blame it on. I hear you calling me a liar because I can't seem to get this through. You say it's over and I can sigh again. Why try to stay sober when I'm dying here? I am aware now of how everything's gonna be fine. One day, I'm too late, and I'm in Hell. I am prepared now. It seems everyone's gonna be fine. One day, they're too late just as well. I'm not scared now. I must assure you that you're never gonna get away. I'm not scared now. I am aware now of how everything's gonna be fine. One day, I'm too late, and I'm in Hell. I am prepared now. It seems everyone's gonna be fine. One day, they're too late just as well. I am prepared now. It seems everything's gonna be fine for me, for myself. I am prepared now for myself. I am prepared now and I'm fine.
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Short Stories/Song Lyrics
Historia CortaThis is mainly full of song lyrics. Sorry. I'm not creative enough to actually make short stories. There are, like, two chapters that are short stories, but that's it. TW: If you're easily disturbed by talk or mention of suicide, some chapters are n...
