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Confusion
Ready to spontaneously explode
Let loose this heavy load
The shit bottled up in my head
Can't be fixed by
Just our antics in bed
I've been sucked into this vortex
Whirled around with tears,
Love, sex, memories, regrets
Sometimes I want to scream
Sometimes I want to run away
Sometimes I want to die for awhile
And revive another day
You sometimes frustrate me
Far beyond rhyme or reason
Turning my mind into a junk yard
A conglomeration of so much
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Confusion
Inapplicable into words or sense
Just madness in my brain
Driving me fucking insane
Yes, sometimes I want to leave you
Sometimes I want to say fuck it all
But then I remember all our memories
How hard you made me fall
Whenever I think of losing you
I can feel my heart drop
Ready to rip itself open
And plunge the dagger
Hypothetically, metaphorically,
Of course.
So now I'm writing this piece of shit
Trying to make sense of it all
Feels so strange to not know
How I feel exactly in my heart
All I know is the feeling of being ripped apart
And I don't want that again
Let loose this heavy load
The shit bottled up in my head
Can't be fixed by
Just our antics in bed
I've been sucked into this vortex
Whirled around with tears,
Love, sex, memories, regrets
Sometimes I want to scream
Sometimes I want to run away
Sometimes I want to die for awhile
And revive another day
You sometimes frustrate me
Far beyond rhyme or reason
Turning my mind into a junk yard
A conglomeration of so much
Ajsjdkdldkxbsocjnsdiikwmdnnx
Confusion
Inapplicable into words or sense
Just madness in my brain
Driving me fucking insane
Yes, sometimes I want to leave you
Sometimes I want to say fuck it all
But then I remember all our memories
How hard you made me fall
Whenever I think of losing you
I can feel my heart drop
Ready to rip itself open
And plunge the dagger
Hypothetically, metaphorically,
Of course.
So now I'm writing this piece of shit
Trying to make sense of it all
Feels so strange to not know
How I feel exactly in my heart
All I know is the feeling of being ripped apart
And I don't want that again
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