
A Lonely Place of Dying VCTMS (Ft. Kadeem France)
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The anesthetic never set in and i’m wondering what the hell i’m doing here
My body’s giving out on me
Despite the pills and all this fucking therapy
The anesthetic never set in and i’m wondering if i’ll ever feel alive again
I’m sick, i’m spent and i’m wearing thin
But I don’t want this, why is this the life I live
My body’s giving out on me
Despite the pills and all this fucking therapy
As I sit here in my hospital bed, it smells of alcohol and dead skin, my mind is rotting with each passing second
As I riddle with my depression, all under my descrection
The anesthetic never set in and i’m wondering if i’ll ever feel alive again
I’m sick, i’m spent and i’m wearing thin
But I don’t want this, why is this the life I live
The anesthetic never set in and i’m wondering if i’ll ever feel alive again
I’m sick, i’m spent and i’m wearing thin
But I don’t want this, why is this the life I live
My mind is rotting with each passing second
As I riddle with my depression
My body’s giving out on me
Despite the pills and all this fucking therapy
The anesthetic never set in and i’m wondering if i’ll ever feel alive again
I’m sick, i’m spent and i’m wearing thin
But I don’t want this, why is this the life I live
My body’s giving out on me
Despite the pills and all this fucking therapy
As I sit here in my hospital bed, it smells of alcohol and dead skin, my mind is rotting with each passing second
As I riddle with my depression, all under my descrection
The anesthetic never set in and i’m wondering if i’ll ever feel alive again
I’m sick, i’m spent and i’m wearing thin
But I don’t want this, why is this the life I live
The anesthetic never set in and i’m wondering if i’ll ever feel alive again
I’m sick, i’m spent and i’m wearing thin
But I don’t want this, why is this the life I live
My mind is rotting with each passing second
As I riddle with my depression
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