I study just to get out of my head
I pile it all on till there's nothing of me left
"get out you should get some air"
Have you told them about the depressing numbers or will you leave them unaware?
I think I'm losing my head
keep screwing up with the wrong people
find myself just see there's no equal
soul and bullshit
no soulmate to share
my life is boring I'm fully aware
someone taught me how to shut my brain,
You're talking to me but I will rather be losing my head
I think I'm losing my head
nothing makes sense to your local shrink
after a few thousand pills "Shit was supposed to change"
but you keep on pilling it all up
keep your floor clean the guests are here uninvited but they brought some gifts
some coke and some blow for that anxiety
I think I will rather be somewhere else far from here,
I will rather be losing my head,
losing my head.
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FACELESS
Документальная прозаCome along and live many lives. The Faceless have laid their secrets just for you; their stories and conversations filled with life drip from the pages; guard this book close to your heart, for your secrets might be on it too.
