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Insane
286 / 0 / 18 летWriting and crossing the words
There’s a mess in my head
Fight of the twisted thoughts
And I’m getting slowly insane
I’m breathing the air, it comes out as a smoke
I know that it kills, still I try to enjoy
I’m holding the breath, something burns on my face
In silence and snow I’m losing my way getting insane
It seems all is pointless
Every day is the same
And I know there is no one
Who would beg me to stay,
But I’ll trample the feelings
Of regrets and the pain
If I’m still alive,
I won’t dig my own grave
I"m tryin,
I"ve learned to ignore all this shit that comes out
But wounds are too deep and my soul is all covered with scars
I"ll hide it in laughter
You"ll never find out
But dont try to look inside of my eyes
I don"t want to lose you
and I dont want to see
You drowning in black lake of my memories ahhh
