I spend time by myself,
And attempt to make this failing heart continue.
So open your mouth and the smoke pours in,
Tastes so lonely, we’re so bored.
Just breathe in the numbness, you won’t have to feel bad anymore.
But maybe I’d be better off if I could end this quickly,
It’s not romantic.
I’m just giving up and shutting down.
I’m just so sick of thinking, my head is broken.
In this aching bed we’re laying on, you get my forced confession:
I’m fucking lonely.
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