| I’ve watched a lot of things crumble in my hands, falling through my fingers
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| like grains of sand.
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| When the hourglass tips over on its side, does it create infinite moments or
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| leave us trapped in time?
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| Loath, disdain, pity, regret consume me and I shut down
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| Dissolving internally with no silver linings to any clouds
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| I disassociate with everything I know. |
| Drowning out, losing control.
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| My detachment permeates to everything I know. |
| Refill the sands and balance the
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| scales, or let me go.
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| I’m becoming everything that I defied. |
| Withdrawn emotions, iv built a shell and
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| I live inside
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| I disassociate with everything I know. |
| Drowning out, losing control.
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| My detachment permeates to everything I know. |
| Drowning out, losing control.
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| (losing control)
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| I’m becoming everything I defied.
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| Slowly withering, there seems to be no way out.
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| Refill the sands, balance the scales, or let me go.
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| Loath, disdain, pity, regret consume me and I shut down.(I'm shutting down)
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| dissolving withering with no silver linings to any fucking clouds.
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| I disassociate with everything I know. |
| Drowning out, losing control.
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| My detachment permeates to everything I know. |
| And I’m drowning out,
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| losing control. |
| Loosing control |