The more i think about it
the more it confuses me...
Started talking to god
so the demons wont get to me...
Full of optimism and hope
until you're drowning and
your friends wont throw you the rope...
These words out my mouth
are worse the dope...
Barely breathing on the floor
off of one note...
Let me be your life vest
let me keep you afloat...
Let me be your next breath
when you start to choke...
Are you being serious?
Or is this a joke?
Paranoia setting in worse then on coke...
Help me
get these negative thoughts out my head...
Help me
replace them with positivity instead...
I feel for you
like Russians for bread...
I cant get you out my head...
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