[SUNDAYCOMEDOWN]
sick and tired its such a it could be a beautiful day it is for someone else delayed trip canceled feeling guilty being late again didnt say the right thing had a nice sleep foresaw the whole show a theatre the scenario so loud and attacking im sorry too weak to stand it already stooped couldnt contort any more doesnt matter quite used to it wheres the limit is there any is it close you know going crazy sounds like an escape a solution a great plan yes the great escape pretty colorful and peaceful is it perhaps not i wish i could really lose it an orange crush the stars the buzz and wonderland demons rainbows voices butterflies maybe then ill be left in peace in piece in o1ne piece safe and sound a path of least resistance maybe this is the place oh then i want to go back please get me outofhere i promise to be good always the same the old memories the new ones it gets bigger it grows im not that bad cant be thatbad must be something bigger so easily rough its really very sharp it may cut me to pieces even the tinier ones invisible ones the more you tolerate the more the kinder you are the oh too bad a huge remorse all the time constantly will kill me one day will eat me alive a whirlpool and strangers damaged ideals suspension stupid games the masks a theatre a circus cmon tell me tellmee will lose the patience will turn my back offtopic i should quit should turn myself into a shell a snail a turtle should hide my insides should burn the bridges close the doors close the windows build a wall a tall massive wall contract some more eat myself alive or stand up shake the dust off make something big something important get away far away watch my back help me out give me a hand or at least just no doesnt matter just smile more often or at least let me smile.
