Sleep is getting the best of me.
I can't even bring myself to blink.
Why can't the cold be inside my tight knees?
(Don't look at my eyes because they see everything. And I know that you've got so much to hide from me.)
And I'm too scared to tell them, there's nothing left.
You're just a floating specter, inside my head.
There is dirt inside my palm from every unused drug. Caught me sleeping i'm just fucked up,
I'm here missing everyone.
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