Glass half full, glass half empty, with depression it still feels like you're drowning.
Slowly let the feeling drift away one pill at a time.
Slow dance around the grave, some dance faster to end the pain.
Everything we love will one day die, embrace your decay.
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wolfgirl1919
Feb 16, 2015 07:22AM
If anyone has any cover ideas for "Everyone says I work too much", I would love to hear ideas and see them as well. Just IM me if you want to share.View all Conversations