Off the album MADE OF FIRE, available now — http://empty.ffm.to/fire
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I’m sick of living like I’m lost in my mind
Staring up at the ceiling
Tryna fight off the feelin
Like I’m
Just tryna run but I keep fallin behind
my time’s always fleetin
Without a rhyme or a reason
One step forward two steps back
I’m getting closer to a panic attack
My composure’s lost again
could it really be over before it even begins
Sleepless nights
Like a mortuary
Dead inside
Like it’s ordinary
Lost my mind
So imaginary
It’s comin at me
Might let it close my eyes
Every day feels like I’m
losin the fight
Stuck in the dark and I can’t find the light
Layin here Broken
Layin here bleedin
Check out my frown when I stride
Yuh
Tying up stitches yuh
Livin in rags not riches yuh
I can feel it comin at me fuck
Ima let it be my ending
One step forward two steps back
I’m getting closer to a panic attack
My composure’s lost again
could it really be over before it even begins
Sleepless nights
Like a mortuary
Dead inside
Like it’s ordinary
Lost my mind
So imaginary
It’s comin at me
Might let it close my eyes
#EMPTY #MADEOFFIRE #CLOSEMYEYES
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