Half asleep on the bed;
The suns setting.
And I feel I'm done.
Is there something I'm missing?
I have no more tears in me.
Stare up at the ceiling;
As my past surrounds me.
I won't let myself go!
Keep avoiding the important issues;
I can't see anyone understanding.
Time I'll continue to miss use;
Feel the cold coming in my window.
Stomach turning with the taste of cigarettes;
So alone in this room.
Keep Saying I have no regrets;
I just let the music keep playing.














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