Eyes back on the screen of my iPod
To distract me
From the fact Iv been in bed four hours
So tired
So sore
That I can only feel thingling toes and pain
I don’t feel sane anymore
As my if my kidneys
Where the stones tied to my feet
And sleep was the air I need to breath
The air that I can’t breath
Cause my liver is compressing my lungs you see
And I’m too young to die
Isn’t a true statement when growing up you wanted to die
And these stages of failure
Are just a chart right?
Decaying on the inside
Yet I plaster on a face
And it’s harder to breath
Much harder  to sleep these days

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