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Casualty


Please shut the door

I’m not feeling well

I just can’t anymore

I wish you could tell

 

I’m tired of your control

Tired of your words

I feel empty in my soul

My heart’s fleeing like a flock of birds

 

Fleeing from commitment

Fleeing from love

The price of life an unpayable rent

My body falling from far above

 

Falling from happiness

Falling from health

Trying to run from this

But falling behind myself

 

Cause me myself and I

Is slowly becoming true

Continuing to tell the same old lie

I’m good, I’m fine, I’m happy too

 

Lies, flowing from my mouth so easily

I’m hurting, I’m scared, I don’t want to live

More of these are the truth of me

There’s nothing left for me to give

 

I don’t want your pity

I don’t want your pain

I want to get out of the sorrow-filled city

The one that is located in my brain

 

In my head, my arm rises

I can’t control myself

My ideas coming in all different sizes

Threatening my health

 

Do it, society sang

As it turned a blind eye

BANG

Now they will turn back and cry

 

What a tragedy

Far too young

But then, to them I was just another casualty

 
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