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One of days I'm gonna shut my eyes forever,
So tired of seeing what's wrong life,
As much as I wish I got along better with these people.

I've it written, that ever y flower withers,
So I carve up my palm to bleed these inscriptions.
Sometimes it's a given, sometimes not,
And we struggle the pieces to the puzzle of the plot.
And all I see on my CD shelves are the pieces of me that probably help,
Like I don't eat good, so I've always got the pains,
baggy clothes to hide the fact that I'm underweight.
I bust a phrase to escape cause I'm feeling for days,
Nothing changes but the mother date.
It's a shame, see the structure crumble and fade,
Until you're left with nothing but some on the plate.
Life gets ugly, writing to Jeff Buckley,
A cold and broken Hallelujah for this crash dummy.
I can in the past I've been the first to cry,
Now I'm I'll be the last to laugh.
In paradox of non- existence,
Where the oxygen we breathe to live our bodies and kills us,
If I could hold my breath for eternity, then I'd live forever but never deliver these I speak.
I do this anymore Mum,
Sick of the baggage my eyes, the vanity of my forearms,
I hate my body, it's a shell for my soul,
And my songs will live on long my bell has been tolled.
And would you cry, could you move on with your life,
Or would you need to the reason why?
I'm grand and poetic,
Might take the Kurt Cobain route, and my fucking brains out.
There, I it.
Sometimes I need to to someone, I'm just not sure who,
That of the morning after, the locked-jaw blues,
And I write about the breakup, been numb for too long,
Everyday is a break down, I can't seem to move on.
So I crack a few smiles, it's all futile.
The grey space, hip-hop, beyond star.
Waiting for the to stop in this game of musical chairs,
I'm just a kid make something beautiful.

One of these days I'm gonna shut my forever,
So tired of seeing wrong with life,
And as much as I wish that I got along better with people,
Don't you think that there's a why?
One of days I'm gonna shut my eyes forever,
So of seeing what's wrong with life,
And as much as I that I got along better with these people,
Don't you think that there's a why?