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Distracted
Brutal purple shadows under your eyes,
You try to hide what you can't disguise,
But everyone sees what you've become.
Your wasted mind is laid open on the floor,
Dragging and scratching along the concrete.
you can't move any faster. You can't win.
Pity for you is like unneeded advice,
You just swallow it down with your pride
The itching voices in your ear won't stop you,
They'll annoy and weaken you more
To the point of absolute despair
with the flask in your fingers air-tight.
Not even you can make yourself healthy.
Your insides are down the drain.
You're in desperate need for filler,
but nothing will make you whole again.
You've already lost everything,
You've lost yourself.
No one will ever find you again.[/font]
You try to hide what you can't disguise,
But everyone sees what you've become.
Your wasted mind is laid open on the floor,
Dragging and scratching along the concrete.
you can't move any faster. You can't win.
Pity for you is like unneeded advice,
You just swallow it down with your pride
The itching voices in your ear won't stop you,
They'll annoy and weaken you more
To the point of absolute despair
with the flask in your fingers air-tight.
Not even you can make yourself healthy.
Your insides are down the drain.
You're in desperate need for filler,
but nothing will make you whole again.
You've already lost everything,
You've lost yourself.
No one will ever find you again.[/font]
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