The chains remain the same
With each day of passing, the hunger still remains.
Never satisfied by the heaven they create.
Consuming my free will with the progress that they've made.
How do I stop this cancer of the soul I know is fake?
Time after time, again and again, I say not this time I know I can win.
The reality is, My existence isn't real.
I'm doing all this dope, so I don't have to feel
the truth of life, I'd rather conceal.
It's easier this way, I'll just stay in this box.
just this day I'll grab some rocks.
Wait, this isn't write I've lost my free will.
Gonna flushem down the toilet as my final appeal
If there is a God take this enslavement from me.
I'll face any obstacle, if you do this for me.
Know in yourself, the demon will always be there, but you are the puppet master, so put it in it's chair.
I've done it myself, and it'll always be there.
But ultimately I'm the one who has to care.
©cosmicwave
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