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red flags
unbelievable how you sink yourself in
If i'm correct it's you that haunts him
An apparition lives within his prescriptions
self infliction of emotional visions
left clutching his own divisions
bad decisions turn into an emotional circumcision
an ocean of doubt, in the middle drifting
The rugs been pulled from under me
this is something I could not see happening
at least not to me
walking hand in hand with misery is nothing new to me
But I always thought I would be surrounded by family
instead I watch you take it from me
I hold your hand as my loved ones fade away from me
I want to be with them but they just make me angry
I don't know if I'm going crazy or if
it's their life that has no place for me
Their biggest complaint is that I'm lazy
but it's hard to get their things done when the world is so hazy
cleaved off my only chance at emotional stability
drugs changed me
I'm fucking crazy
all these ladies try to date me
but remembering blank faces is agony
I don't think you know how pointless the world seems to me
Spend my time pacing, turn my room into a cage
the last thing I want to find here is an outlet for my rage
Burying explosives just makes a land mine
I'm not sure how much longer I can act like I feel fine
I need to leave
I need room to breathe
I need to bleed
I want to see the life run down my sleeve
All I know is that every time I inhale
it seems less likely happiness will prevail
The good side is gone
I've been beaten over the head for too long
life's turning pallid but I thought I was wrong
my life is a ballad, it just happens to be tragedy's theme song
for those who could not get along, this is it
this is their swan song
If i'm correct it's you that haunts him
An apparition lives within his prescriptions
self infliction of emotional visions
left clutching his own divisions
bad decisions turn into an emotional circumcision
an ocean of doubt, in the middle drifting
The rugs been pulled from under me
this is something I could not see happening
at least not to me
walking hand in hand with misery is nothing new to me
But I always thought I would be surrounded by family
instead I watch you take it from me
I hold your hand as my loved ones fade away from me
I want to be with them but they just make me angry
I don't know if I'm going crazy or if
it's their life that has no place for me
Their biggest complaint is that I'm lazy
but it's hard to get their things done when the world is so hazy
cleaved off my only chance at emotional stability
drugs changed me
I'm fucking crazy
all these ladies try to date me
but remembering blank faces is agony
I don't think you know how pointless the world seems to me
Spend my time pacing, turn my room into a cage
the last thing I want to find here is an outlet for my rage
Burying explosives just makes a land mine
I'm not sure how much longer I can act like I feel fine
I need to leave
I need room to breathe
I need to bleed
I want to see the life run down my sleeve
All I know is that every time I inhale
it seems less likely happiness will prevail
The good side is gone
I've been beaten over the head for too long
life's turning pallid but I thought I was wrong
my life is a ballad, it just happens to be tragedy's theme song
for those who could not get along, this is it
this is their swan song
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