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Drowning

I feel fucked up and you feel perfect

while my plans collide beneath the cloudless sky.

You know I’m done. Was it all worth it.

Or just wrong?

Now I feel a little rundown.

But I won’t degrade myself.

And I know “you mean no harm” but that’s just lies

that I see you drowning in.

Your thoughts are filled with pain.

I see you drowning in the shit you call okay.

I see you drowning in

the fucks that you don’t give.

I hope someone will pick you up and change your fate,

in case it’s not too late.

If I broke up, you won’t feel sorry.

‘Cause you don’t understand what’s going on.

You set me up. I know you need it,

to feel strong.

Now I feel a little rundown.

Megalomania in your eyes.

And I know “you mean no harm” but that’s just lies

that I see you drowning in.

Your thoughts are filled with pain.

I see you drowning in the shit you call okay.

I see you drowning in

the fucks that you don’t give.

I hope someone will pick you up and change your fate,

in case it’s not too late.

(I see it! I feel that it’s not too late!)