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Yeah.

my medicine please let me in

i cant take these withdrawals

ive been bouncing round all over

like a bball, but im too energetic im

exploding off of the walls, let me paint you a portrait

so that no one ignores it, deserving of an angels chorus

cause you're flawless, gorgeous and such a mystery to me

you like to hide your fears under lock and key

but just remember ill be real with you no matter if you're real to me

thats how much you mean to me, you got me writing with a pen

i dropped the pencil i dont plan on making mistakes on my end

lets go from friends to spending time on weekdays and weekends

take my hand and ill guide but also step aside to let you lead give

you space you need, i understand the reality of relationships

is trust and with you all honesty is a must, i promise not to lie

i am like other guys but once you see the caring side, the 4

year old boy who died, never to return alive until you reached and

grabbed him from the depths of his demise, couldnt stop staring at

the emotion inside your eyes, for a second i, i lost touch with my problems

you seemed to come around and solve em without a shadow of a doubt

i think i found love when they saying its a drought, let your love rain

on me and ill return the favor cause you my favorite, dont know a better

way to lay it and say it, the way you slay it and play it like its all cool

when we both know you wanna see fucking heads roll, such a

amazing soul to be sad or angry but you've been through so much

it pains me to see you in pain, to make you smile i wouldnt refrain

from running to you in the pouring rain, now im soaked but you laugh

cause i could've drove but instead i chose to let emotions run rampant

so please just try to take me as i am dammit i dont know how much more

i can stand with knowing your damaged and i can fully help but our egos

wont reach out to each other to help, well this sucks doesnt it

probably just for me though, i always put in more then i get out

for what, just to get hurt again, my fucking life needs a truck to clear the path

fuck everything i said cause its all in the past like my lies

and my actions everything ive done for no satisfaction

living just to alter my mindstate you're all too late

when my time comes i wont hesitate

the thoughts are too real and i see them so vivid i wish i didnt

i dont wanna think about hurting myself after all my mental is diminished

finished from concussions, CTE man that aint nothing when your bipolar too

its a 50 sided cage with spikes and no escape im just waiting to get raped

by myself, now isnt that fucked up

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