| Reality is pulling me back
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| Nothing leaves this place
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| My own thoughts, from the shadows
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| Pulling me away from the light
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| My throat is sore from the screaming
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| I’m not coming back
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| I can’t come back, I’m not worth saving
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| Sweat drips down my neck
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| And I feel him coming
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| Feeling so alone
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| Tied down to my worth
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| I’m never turning back
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| I can’t feel my soul
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| (A black hole)
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| The light is fading
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| I feel the soil and dirt wrap around me
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| Pulling me closer
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| I don’t think I’m alone
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| Falling down
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| I’m not too far gone
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| I’m not too far gone
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| The thing is breathing
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| I feel the weight on my chest
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| Its nails digging into me
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| Calling back, the eyeless being
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| The thing is breathing
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| I feel the weight on my chest
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| A demon, something I can’t see
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| The weight is real, leaning in to me
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| I’m lost inside this plane
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| Nothing save me
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| I can’t breathe, I can’t sleep
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| It’s fucking helpless
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| Nothing save me
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| Nothing save me |