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Conflicting
I once had your love
it covered me
intimately
Now a big black hole
resides in my soul
nothing
All I’ve got is insanity
Inside my minds state
empty
A million voices taunt me
All I want is you
gone
I see your ghost everywhere
I look everyday and night
thoughts
You are my crimson void
an abyss on the very verge
collapse
You taught me how to sing the blues
it never seems to have a fucking end
tired
Running on the smell of an oily rag
how the do I do it you’ve got me stuck
Limbo
Going with the flow
easier for me to do these days
needing
The devil is floating around
in my head do this do that
fool
You sparked a fire deep inside of me
then you shot me down
omg
why can’t I let it go?
Maybe I cared way to deeply
together
Your vain,s running cold still can’t believe this
Your brutality in the form of ice Snow White
Fear
Struggling within my own thoughts, dreams
Spilling my ink here I think she would hate it if she knew
Nothingness
I waited for mail that never came I waited by the phone
Slowly losing my will to fight these feelings the conflict
Stupidity.
it covered me
intimately
Now a big black hole
resides in my soul
nothing
All I’ve got is insanity
Inside my minds state
empty
A million voices taunt me
All I want is you
gone
I see your ghost everywhere
I look everyday and night
thoughts
You are my crimson void
an abyss on the very verge
collapse
You taught me how to sing the blues
it never seems to have a fucking end
tired
Running on the smell of an oily rag
how the do I do it you’ve got me stuck
Limbo
Going with the flow
easier for me to do these days
needing
The devil is floating around
in my head do this do that
fool
You sparked a fire deep inside of me
then you shot me down
omg
why can’t I let it go?
Maybe I cared way to deeply
together
Your vain,s running cold still can’t believe this
Your brutality in the form of ice Snow White
Fear
Struggling within my own thoughts, dreams
Spilling my ink here I think she would hate it if she knew
Nothingness
I waited for mail that never came I waited by the phone
Slowly losing my will to fight these feelings the conflict
Stupidity.
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