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Say it with me


As the room gets smaller And the voices get louder I remind myself to breath Death is the only thing that is permanent Say it with me: Bed, Mirror, dresser, carpet, blanket Once more, darling ground yourself Breath, let the world out in relief Shattering, shaking I see the bed below me I feel you moving above me Let me go "please stop"!! Don't you hear me?? Like a sewn mouth shut I become speechless Fading Fading Free me, save me, tell me that I'm dreaming As the room shrinks and the lights blur I close my eyes and scream once more Let me hear it once more!! Bed!! Mirror!! Dresser!! Carpet!! Blanket!! Wake me up my dears don't let me pass out on the floor The image is black but the feeling grow more and more I have no clothes I have no hope Please stop don't bruise my soul Moving fighting but he never let's me go Please stop I want to go home As the room gets smaller And the voices creep once more Breath one breath two.. Bed, mirror, dresser, carpet, blanket Do not fear the images of before Tears, hyperventilation, screams, and suffocation As the room grows I can swallow more Breath one breath two Open the door Bed, mirror, dresser, carpet, blanket I can hear, see, and live once more..
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