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4 am mentality

I can feel it tearing at my soul

disengage yourself from sanity

slip into the haze

fall into a hole

night by night

crawl away inside yourself

they dont believe

they think you lie

find a corner where you can hide

as you wither slowly away

bleed to purge your soul of pain

be sure to hide the scars

your words fall on deaf ears

drown yourself

with booze and drugs

and put on a cheerful guise

to hide the monsters in your head

that kill you from inside

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