Im torn and more ..
worn out like your favorite band tee.
Been somewhat since the day i was born
Like it was just yesterday that i was dragged on to the shore not preserved but rotten to the core
Maybe its what i deserve
Just pull the next door
Move on where theres no mark or dent
You can start brand new
These tears are ruining this wooden floor
The record player plays in the distance
I want to hear nothing more than "to be alone" on repeat.
My view doesnt let me look past this
With no way of knowing if im being fed something real
My never ending craving of something pure...
Dont want to be lured into a blur and end up on the other side of that empty road like the last time...
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