The Inquisition madhouse

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I've planned this out for too long, you scum fuck.
But it's useless when I'm down on my luck.
Looking back, I've made this my life
I tried to leave but the basement was my wife
I lay in bed staring at the ceiling
Hoping to be free
Hoping to be free
I hope you know that I'm listening
To all the fucked up things you say
I don't need your love
I don't need your love
I don't need your love
I walked away from the abuse you gave
With my head held high
Ammonia drips down my throat
Burning, corroding these lungs
When you had your hands full
But you never let me down
Breathing still, laying down with my eyes shut
I think of ways to escape before my mind rots
Breathing still, laying down with my eyes shut
I think of ways to escape before my mind rots
Looking back, I've made this my life
I tried to leave but the basement was my wife
I lay in bed staring at the ceiling
Hoping to be free
Hoping to be free
Thanks to you I'm a shell of who I could have been
I still can't sleep
I still can't sleep
I stare at the thought of your face
I still can't sleep
I still can't sleep

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