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Final Fantasy IX - Memories of that Day
My addiction takes grasp of judgement
Always acting in the now, and feeling guilty for it later
Stealing from the ones I love,
Forgiving those, the ones I should hate
To use, to live, I only mean to survive, but they not understand
Like a tunnel train without its headlights, I never even saw this coming
Withdrawals were just a myth, but now arise
Perpetually, every sunrise,
Depressing how I went from work and school
To barricading bathrooms, scraping off the residue
Colorblind, too ashamed to face myself
My morals, time ago, slipped into the shadows,
Afflicted by everything I can only blame myself for.
God's time to turn his back was way past overdue
How do you save yourself,
From yourself?
Always acting in the now, and feeling guilty for it later
Stealing from the ones I love,
Forgiving those, the ones I should hate
To use, to live, I only mean to survive, but they not understand
Like a tunnel train without its headlights, I never even saw this coming
Withdrawals were just a myth, but now arise
Perpetually, every sunrise,
Depressing how I went from work and school
To barricading bathrooms, scraping off the residue
Colorblind, too ashamed to face myself
My morals, time ago, slipped into the shadows,
Afflicted by everything I can only blame myself for.
God's time to turn his back was way past overdue
How do you save yourself,
From yourself?
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