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Buried in my confessions I admit it I’m a broken man
Turning to unhealthy obsessions
When will this madness end?

To many lovers I've threw overboard
Now I'm left here and I'm all alone
I'm calling for help
Will somebody stop me destroying myself
Losing grip of reality
And I'm living in my own hell
Selfish actions I've done
I hate the man I have become

Drifting away from common sense
Not a thought of the consequence
I'm calling for help
Will somebody get me out this hell?

Hoping for shelter
I need you my brothers
To close to the light
Will I make it out alive?
Help me recover

Day by day it casts over me
A fog of doubt and uncertainty
I live my life with no self esteem
When did I lose all myself belief?

I can't take anymore
Pick myself from the floor
The whole world gave up on me
I feel the sickness I can't breathe

Dear brothers I need you now
I'm so sorry I let you down
Dear brothers I need you now
I am so lost and can't be found.


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