My mind slippin’ away
I try to stop myself from slipping away
Ain't got a clear thought in my head
I'm mumbling, stumbling
nothing make any sense
I have to get myself right out of this mess
have to find a better place than this
I fucking hate this town
everything is fucking fake
I always have this feeling of missing out
I don't know why
Is that your knife sticking through my fucking back?
now I see, now I know
why I've got this constant ache
my so called friend my so called brother
I will not let you drag me under again
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