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Intro 

Go ahead and listen to my story and my misery 
I rarely have anyone and no one is listening 
I know I am not suppose to be negative so let me see 
But things starting to look like they are repetitive intentionally 

I am stuck on repeat while the world is on press and play
My life has been scary and the past I can’t get away 
Walking the streets and pretending everything is okay 
I pray with teary eyes for the ending to dissipate 

To be fair I should’ve escaped when I was awake 
Things are not clear when everyone fills me with hate 
Calling god saying I haven’t felt aware lately 
I am not saying I got it worse but I am well acquainted maybe

Haven't slept at all and I am looking for love to save me 
I have been drinking daily and my vision is becoming hazy 
A couple of blurred liens keeping me from going crazy 
Trying to cop but I am still feeling low and inside it’s rainy 

I am emotional and in my story I digress 
Listen to me when I confess things are hard to digest
I want to express myself but my tears are intense 
I tried to impress myself and the past is hard to forget 

They said buy your self a page and spill your soul with rage 
But I am still locked in a cage and I still think it is a stage 
I am still writing while I'm hurting on the brink of dying
maybe it is just a phase in my age but I am slowly climbing



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