This dark place is where I find my comfort.
I come here an all of my problems I sort
but I leave with everything still at the door
everything still in my head I can't take no MORE
You hate coming here what do you do it FOR
I keep thinking I'll leave with something MORE
something else I must have had BEFORE
everything went in blazes TORN
I'm stuck in something I made myself a
STORM
of everything I been
feeling
mind reeling
I got everything except healing
It's a tight space but I learned to adjust
my mind breaks with every feeling I touch
butI stay here cause I DONT LIKE THE SUN
I know it's dark here but my eyes are fine
My mind is blind an my thoughts rewind
but no anything is better than memories
I tear em up whenever they get to me
I can't listen to anything said to me
I think I'm fine, but I just pretend to be
make people happy that might feel the same as me
©drlyrix
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