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Didn't Wanna Stay

Upstairs

hazel

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Dust

Cold Feet

FOMU

The brink of hell hangs low
Above the ground
A gem of sweet saliva
Carried to town
Somethings not right
Some kind of nature inside
Of me is growing
(Something’s not right) 

I feel sickly
I feel disoriented 
I feel the sun and the shadows
Change but I stay on?

Zombie ants climbing
The tree of life
The sky is safe
While I’m lost in my mind
I stare at my limbs
As they leave me behind
(Something’s not right) 

I feel sickly 
I feel disoriented 
I feel like being grounded  
Makes me feel too low

Am I ‘me’
Or someone else?
There’s a fungus
Controlling my brain cells!

Take a bite
Clenched on tight
Onto my dear life
I could’ve stopped it
Before I tried
I seize and I freeze
Without a fair fight

I feel sickly
I feel disoriented
I feel nothing
I feel like being grounded
Never hurt at all

Zombie Ants

Turning around, I promised
I will find my peace of mind
Today's kinda long
I think I lost my sense of space and time

All of my thoughts, I'm gonna
Put them down the drain
I'll be an optimist
With a big smile on my face
Cannot control
What's going through my head
Have you tried before to, let's say, meditate?
You're acting kinda anxious
You're acting somehow blue
Has anyone mentioned that smile looks good on you?

Ticking bomb at 29
I think that I forgot
I could be anything
I could be anything
Counting my head from 10 to 1
I think I could believe
I could be anything
I could be anything

Bury my head in papers
And I'll ignore the news
I'll be the best version of the girl that you knew
Holy shit! I feel so cured
And it won't phase me anymore
And what if I ignore
The voices in my head!

Ticking bomb at 29
I think that I forgot
I could be anything
I could be anything
Counting my head from 10 to 1
I think I could believe
I could be anything
I could be anything

Turning around, I promised

anything

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