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Get Out Of My Head

There's this thing up in my head, I cant break free,
Thoughts on top of thoughts building up inside of me.
Thought I could control it if I shoved it down,
And now this Madness inside me tries to break out.
I'm seeing red, wish I was dead,
These drugs aren't working
I cant get out of my head.
It's hard to breathe, starting to seethe,
Somebody save me
from myself, I'm on my knees.
-
I tried to escape, cant get away from me,
The only Peace I find is in my memories.
So I take another hit and pour myself a round,
Here's to the little shit, like shooting myself down.
I'm seeing red, wish I was dead,
These drugs aren't working
I cant get out of my head.
Tear at my skin, ear to ear grin,
I'll soon be free from
all this Madness deep within.
-
Blood surrounds me now, I'm standing over me.
Cant believe what happened, this must be a fucked up dream.
I thought dying was the end of my misery...
As if life wasn't enough, now I've got eternity.
I'm seeing red, now that I'm dead
I made my Hell and
I cant get out of my head.
Written by FacePaint (Steven D)
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