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Hungry Ghost
I sow the seeds
they form thoughts in my mind
All I do, I do to myself
Demi-delusions
robbing me blind
A hungry ghost
his poor mental health
You are my unhealthy dependence
I can't seem to detach myself from you
I ask, what am I getting that I don't want?
maybe it's you, maybe it's you
I sow new seeds
thoughts wither a black rose
fully aware the intent makes me weak
Drawn to the rarity
to live in the moment
though jagged thorns may make me bleed
You are my unhealthy dependence
I can't seem to detach myself from you
I ask, what am I getting that I don't want?
maybe it's you, maybe it's you
they form thoughts in my mind
All I do, I do to myself
Demi-delusions
robbing me blind
A hungry ghost
his poor mental health
You are my unhealthy dependence
I can't seem to detach myself from you
I ask, what am I getting that I don't want?
maybe it's you, maybe it's you
I sow new seeds
thoughts wither a black rose
fully aware the intent makes me weak
Drawn to the rarity
to live in the moment
though jagged thorns may make me bleed
You are my unhealthy dependence
I can't seem to detach myself from you
I ask, what am I getting that I don't want?
maybe it's you, maybe it's you
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