Constriction
Responsibility wraps around my neck
Confliction
Drowning out my will to live. My will to trust. My will to love.
I nailed myself to my own fucking cross
I'm cornered
I'm numb
Waking up just to pass out again
Why should I plan for my future?
When I'll be dead by next week
I'll rid this world of one privileged fuck
And see who loses sleep
I'm malnourished from my lack of self love
Only warm inside from the smoke in my lungs
I'm blacking out and heading for the light
Death please kiss me good night
I'm cornered
I'm numb
Waking up just to pass out again
Full days spend masturbating alone
Cold room in my filthy bed
Filthy Bed

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