The spill canvas - Battles
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Cursed by my imagination,
teaming with echoes of situations.
I do not feel well, pressed beneath this spell.
Polishing my social skills,
with one more drink, and two more pills.
I do not feel good, I thought by now I would.
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But then again.
It's like one thousand paper cuts,soaked in vinegar.
Like the battles with yourself,
that leave you insecure.
It's all just a numbing charade
Until the day you finally wake up,
and you're not afraid.
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Bound by my own disposition, the endless hunt to find fruition.
I'm insatiable, even if my cup is full.
My sore throats, are now routine.
I've got to write those songs, make 'em scream.
They're insatiable, even if their ears are full.
.
But then again.
It's like one thousand paper cuts,soaked in vinegar.
Like the battles with yourself,
that leave you insecure.
It's all just a numbing charade
Until the day you finally wake up,
and you're not afraid.
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thanks shar for The spill canvas!
all their songs damn nice can!
'i believe music is free' - gpy
haha share the love yo
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many peopl getting sick these few days
physically/emotionally/spiritually?
get well soon people
be strong & increase you intake of Vitamin-Me
lol :)
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Time doesn't wait for anyone.
There's a part in everyday,
where I lie to myself and say that it's okay.
'cause if I don't, I think I'll go insane.
But the truth is, I only have myself to blame.