Reflections
Caught in a web
Of sorrow and distress
I have to break out
My mind
Is so broken and corrupt
Oh please tell me
What will i become
Chasing my thoughts i'm
Trying to get a hold
Of myself
I hold my breath
To reflect that wicked world
That we're living in
Why don't you care
If i put a bullet in my head?
Why would you care?
Chasing my thoughts i'm
Trying to get a hold
Of myself
I hold my breath
To reflect that wicked world
That we're living in
Of sorrow and distress
I have to break out
My mind
Is so broken and corrupt
Oh please tell me
What will i become
Chasing my thoughts i'm
Trying to get a hold
Of myself
I hold my breath
To reflect that wicked world
That we're living in
Why don't you care
If i put a bullet in my head?
Why would you care?
Chasing my thoughts i'm
Trying to get a hold
Of myself
I hold my breath
To reflect that wicked world
That we're living in
Credits
Writer(s): Marcus Borger
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