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i feel sick
this was a particularly difficult night
not to complain about my existance
it's totally worth it
i just wish there was an emotional off switch
i guess thats why alcohol was invented
nothing feels solid nothing feels real
except my dreams
sometimes its hard to discern reality
which sometimes i actually prefer
or at least i try to convince myself
very accident prone at work lately
cuts and bruises all over the place
customers asking if im ok
blood running down
i say yeah
please go away now
floating around this mortal coil
not really how i should be spending my time
but space to breathe is really all i want right now
its kind of lonely in here
sometimes i want to move to Alaska
just for an excuse to be away
but id probably cry all the time
right now there are no tears
just that imaginary fire
slow burning on the inside
this was a particularly difficult night
not to complain about my existance
it's totally worth it
i just wish there was an emotional off switch
i guess thats why alcohol was invented
nothing feels solid nothing feels real
except my dreams
sometimes its hard to discern reality
which sometimes i actually prefer
or at least i try to convince myself
very accident prone at work lately
cuts and bruises all over the place
customers asking if im ok
blood running down
i say yeah
please go away now
floating around this mortal coil
not really how i should be spending my time
but space to breathe is really all i want right now
its kind of lonely in here
sometimes i want to move to Alaska
just for an excuse to be away
but id probably cry all the time
right now there are no tears
just that imaginary fire
slow burning on the inside