As the walls close in, you dream of fire and apathy,
But you chose the wrong ones to burn.
Echoes of the ghosts are rotting inside the walls as you try to sleep,
But you’re so tired, you’re so tired.
Pills are the pain that your bruises hold on to; don’t stay awake
‘Cause you’re so tired; oh, she’s so tired.
Suffocating slowly under his lips;
She begs for more than that dreadful kiss;
As hands are raised in the air she screams;
Just one more pill she said.
There will be a next time she falls down the stairs;
There will be a next time she bursts into tears;
And there will be a last time she faces her fears, but not alone:
Just one more pill she said
To herself tonight; in the softest corner of her bed;
Next to all the broken vases she died;
Without a word.
Nothing has me wrapped up like you.
Give up control: your mind is gone.
As the walls close in you dream of fire and apathy,
But you chose the wrong ones to burn down.
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