soda pressed

All I really wanted was to
Feel something again
Dragging the thoughts
Across my skin
But my heads broken
I can see the end
I can see the end
The plan is in motion
Its nature, it's spoken
Bury my ashes with no emotion
thought the void could be filled
With all the booze, sex and pills
But its Neverending, exhausted
Found solace once, I lost it
Now I'm Drowning in black waters what for
No answers on a dead shore
What's the point the sense
I didn't ask for any of this
My fucking hearts broken now
They tell it gets better.how
This is it, the last words
To break this fucking curse.you can
Show me the new climax
The fucking ticket is racked
Around the barrel
My pain, wrapped
This is it this is it
Squeeze the trigger, click clack
Blood puddles
Then it all turns black



Credits
Writer(s): Fynn Riehle
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