I'm walking around my head
Trying to find my mind
They're lost in a pile of wood
I can't find
To weak to pick the pieces up
I wish that I could
So my mind goes into a daze
And I can't even eat food.
My head is filled with bricks
Slowly weighing me down
Snapping my legs like sticks
Now I'm barely off the ground
I'm walking on a thin line blind folded
Can't tell if I'm dead
My head is spinning faster and faster
I'm to lazy to go to bed
Can't see an inch infront of me
My entire lifes a blur
Bloodshot eyes and a pale face
I'm just a big discrace
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