The feeling of doubt, pervades all
It is a sneaky feeling, it creeps...
Creeps around waiting for my fall
It's almost my friend, right there.
Just laughing, smiling stealing my breaths of air
"I spoke the words but never gave a thought to what they call could mean"
Who knew that every single sentence in my vocabulary would crush all of me
Who knew that every single sentence in my vocabulary would crush all of me
Well sustained breathing, the thought enters while my mouth starts to move
They come out crumbled, shattered, broken while my head just laughs
The unspoken things just rotting until the stench is smelled by my own lungs
It's a beautiful carcinogen isn't it? The very essence of being breathed and sung
Ultimately it will all lead to an inevitability, a certainty, a truth that cannot be wronged
When the only enemy is yourself, springing towards something brighter while you bring the dark passenger along
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