You stare right into the ground.
As you walk, you stumble around.
The insecurities are quite profound.
Tell me, what is it that's bringing you down?

If only there was a way,
to make your fears go away.
Your eyes dart, as you start
to speak to me.
We must find a way to tear apart the disease
that causes you such suffering.

Focusing on the past,
you must run away fast.
Together, we'll flee from the tragedies,
And if they follow ...
We'll wreck them to pieces.

Because your brain has become so hollow ...
And your strength is somewhat shallow ...
I just want you to know that I am here for you ...
Let's just go find something to get into.

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