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Finding peace is the only way of finding my salvation
Relief from this depression while sucking on this pharmaceutical medication
Every day that passes getting more aggressive
A fresh start is what I dream about
Booked myself in the psych ward mentally unstable
Fighting with my inner self
Attack on my membrane
Fearing the worse afraid of myself
Can’t seem to maintain living with no faith
Tired of the day cause at night I hardly sleep
My conscious is arguing me at 3am
Devils hour everything is dark
Dogs are barking but nothings in site
The spirits are after me
For all the wrong that I did
My mind playing tricks on me fictions becoming reality
I’m stuck in a nightmare everything is after me
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