The Bitter Thoughts Of A Broken Man

Almost lost
Broken thoughts
Could you stand
Despite them?

Everything
Falling apart
Glad to lose
Holding on

I
Jump off a cliff tonight
Keeping the meaning inside
Living a lie

Many things
Never come out
Of our mouths
Pleasantly

Quick come now
Rescue team
Save me from
This side of me
Ultimately I could fall
Violently
What will become of me?
X, Y, Z

You gave up the fight
Zealously



Credits
Writer(s): Philip Taylor
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