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The Bells Are Ringing
the bells are ringing
but nobody's home
I'm living alone
in my own private hell
Inside my head
feeling so
dead to this world
one step from slipping
over the edge...........
but these shots and these drugs
nonetheless
keep me sane
from bashing my brains
and slashing my wrist
the bells are ringing
but nobody's home
I'm living alone
in my own private hell
Inside my head
feeling so
dead to this world
one step from slipping
over the edge...........
but these shots and these drugs
nonetheless
keep me sane
from bashing my brains
and slashing my wrist
the bells are ringing
Published 27th Aug 2017
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28th Aug 2017 7:00pm
is this a reference to shooting coke? just wondering.. i have never done it myself but many people have described it as getting your bell rung.. I dont think i am down for that personally.
I relate brotha, all the cliches "you are your worst enemy" and shit appear to be true to me. Fucking crazy ass thoughts are hard to calm down.
best of luck and respect to you homie!
I relate brotha, all the cliches "you are your worst enemy" and shit appear to be true to me. Fucking crazy ass thoughts are hard to calm down.
best of luck and respect to you homie!
