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Hypnagogia

 

Hypnagogia


No talking, hate the topic
Crying about you wanted
Tendency of going violent
In my room just sit in silence
You gon' make me sick like virus
Go against my words, defiant
Hide the pain by always smiling
Closest friends think that I'm lying
No talking, hate the topic
Crying about you wanted
Tendency of going violent
In my room just sit in silence
You gon' make me sick like virus
Go against my words, defiant
Hide the pain by always smiling
Closest friends think that I'm lying

Hate the boy I see inside the mirror
Sometimes feel like I'm not even here
I could feel your presence when you're near
Tell you all my problems and my fears
Lost feelings fall inside my tears
Happy for my brothers and my peers
Angels take the wheel, don't wanna steer
Haven't felt the same in fucken years
Don't wanna see me again
Hated by all of your friends
They say I'm sick in my head
And my brain must be dead
Don't remember what you said
You say I put you through dread
You moved on and you're ahead
I hope you enjoy you're next

Don't even talk to me
Can't take apologies
I know you're all to me
I know you're all to me

No talking, hate the topic
Crying about you wanted
Tendency of going violent
In my room just sit in silence
You gon' make me sick like virus
Go against my words, defiant
Hide the pain by always smiling
Closest friends think that I'm lying
No talking, hate the topic
Crying about you wanted
Tendency of going violent
In my room just sit in silence
You gon' make me sick like virus
Go against my words, defiant
Hide the pain by always smiling
Closest friends think that I'm lying

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