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A Day At The Fair

Blame Anxiety

A Day At The Fair

5 acessos

You can cut to the bone with
all my angry obsessions.
All these chalky happy pills,
and their consequences.
Am I done with sleeping?
Am I done with waking up?
And I'm tired of thinking,
that I've taken to much into
my apologize and lucid dreams
and fogged up thinking?
I bleed inside, I fear my life.
I wake and I hide,
I choke till it soaks into all these anxious fits,
an agoraphobic dream of happiness.
You can cut to the fucking point of how I'm so frustrated.
It's how you strip away these fears,
then you sand and paint them.
Am I done with drinking?
Am I done with waking up?
Cause I'm so tired of thinking,
that I've taken to much into all I want to be.
This ghost in me is far from leaving...
I feel claustrophobic thinking,
that my skin is a prison in itself.
Do you want to share my


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