IS IT DEPRESSION?
I'M LOSING IT
I'M LOSING IT
Like it's never been even mine
Can I tell you
I have to break it?
'Cause we know I'd never make it
Let it in, sunshine
The black hole will never own us
It's just like me
It owns itself
I'll leave this dimension
As soon as I taste your drink
I taste life in a sudden glimpse of death
And it stays with me
Until I puke the art inside
You're burning your tongue
And I'm building my throne
There's no thorn in this garden no more
You can touch everything you like
The split parts become one
As the industry rushes
At making the rags we wear
There's a new you, sunshine
Knocking on my door
In the middle of the week
I should supposedly give you shelter
But you're just out of my league
All the broken glass lies in my bed
Tonight we leave this life
Tonight we live this life
Embrace your instincts
As I embrace the dark
Lonesome
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