Please explain, what’s the point in this heart still beating? When nothing’s changed. The needle’s stuck and it keeps repeating. Still not wanted here, forever haunted here as we sleep wide awake through these coma years and every dream never dreamt makes it all to clear that we’re not ok. We’re just going through the motions baby. This is our toast so raise your cup. Here’s to the nights of giving up. Still not wanted here, forever haunted here.
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