Numbs you til everything is fine.
No downs yet no Ups,
No escape,
No one to wake up beside in the morning
And no help to or reason to sleep.
Dreaming's cheating.
What are you doing this weekend?
Self harm and over thinking!
And I ask
How do you know if it's a cry for help?
And who will hear when your
Arej ust by yourself?
So I close the window it's cold.
Another beer to soothe the soul.
Lick the bag and try to keep some control.
For hell is a damaged person
Who has lost control.
Eternal fire in a addicts eyes.
As they no longer get high,
Just get further away from themselves.
And closer to hell.
It's easy to laugh til the moment
You also fall.
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