L.O.S.T
• Written by 7ucid
Hook//.
I feel lost with myself, cross with myself
Only reason left to live is to not be myself
I may not seek your help, I do not seek myself
I feel lost in this world, tossed on this world
First Verse//.
No one's left to catch, emotions spent, I need a cashie
to back me, and take me back to back me
Does sadness make me happy?
or am I just another victim to a sad beat
Like a sickness I contracted
A side effect to all the blackness
I know the deeper I dig, i find my casket
An empty heart, fills a room with an empty harp
It's plenty sharp, but dull deeper in my brain
Still numb, I can see through all the pain
But I don't see no other way, should I stay?
This Crazy way I'm livin' gots me goin insane
I don't see a way to forget my own thought
A cursed soul, sickened by my fault
I first thought much ignorance was wrong
Now I see, true ignorance belongs
Hook//.
I feel lost with myself, cross with myself
Only reason left to live is to not be myself
I may not seek your help, I do not seek myself
I feel lost in this world, tossed on this world
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7ucid
Member since January 16 2015