Remind of me
I've hit against the surface
I'm feeling this a wrong place
the end anticipated
I'm not sane
I'm coming into disgrace
So hard to see your strained face
I'm not for what you waited
Release me
I feel my chains grow heavy
A kind of a conscious slavery
A freedom never needed
Just kill me
No wish to move it along
So many ways have gone wrong
whether I cried or bleeded
Falling
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