Sick and fucking tired, over being wired, fedup of being admired, on a buzz, life is a daze and a fuzz, being clean and sereen is harder than what addiction has ever been, dont get me misquote me, its quite nice to be free, but life snags you around every turn, make sure you fucking burn...
All you want to do is run back, get some smack; open and attack, but think about how much in your life its taken, shattered and shaken. Raped, hurt and broken, your bleeding stomach is the token...
Intestines are fucked, yet you still see it as luck, so much has gone, started losing yourself from day one. A moment of realisation is worth a thousand prayers, sad but true: no one cares. No one actually gives a fuck so if you wanna depend on people YOU ARE OUT OF LUCK...
'I'm tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface
Don't know what you're expecting of me
Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes.
Every step that I take is another mistake to you'
'Linkin Park - Numb
'Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery; None but ourselves can free our minds. Bob Marley - Redemption song
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