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terça-feira, 21 de agosto de 2018

Exhaustion

Disconnected from reality 
Disconnected from my own self 
Don't even know who that is anymore 

Can't focus on what you're saying 
Can't even see your face straight 
Somehow I find a way to answer
But it doesn't make sense 

Sometimes I lose consciousness 
But one thing I know for sure
No matter how many times I droop
My will shall be my cure