Whiskiegh Couke
Dead Slow
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It's started again, my mind talks to me But won't tell me what it wants to be Drowning in my thoughts without the chance to breathe I need a break, grant me clemency This is relentless, my mind won't stop I keep screaming enough is enough I can't tell one voice from another One by one trying to pull me under My muse is my misery My self loathing got carried away My mind is racing, racing all the time It's taking a hold of my God damn life I need some respite, grant me some relief My head is pounding and I've lost the will to speak The same thoughts always on repeat Hopeless and regressive, all I crave is sleep I'm supposed to be grateful to be alive So why do I obsess about the day I'll die My muse is my misery My self loathing got carried away A tunnel of darkness awaits No guiding light or faith The trick of the trade is to let death in Then you'll be saved and find peace within
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