couldhavebeen
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there's nothing left to live for
I lost the passion to live, I lost the passion to die. I really don't feel anything. I know if I smoke a joint I'll feel better for an hour or with luck two... but I know it'll pass just like everything else...
you try and try to hold on but eventually you see it slipping through your fingers and the worst part is you don't care you know it's happening... but you don't care
i'm crashing and I don't care
you know,
I feel like I missed out, I used to be happy when I was a child... where did it go? when did I become this thing I am now...
where is the time I played and had fun ... now I do drugs listen to pink floyd and act like I know what's happening. I see my friends' lies I know they're scared too or perhaps scared isn't the word. They just don't know either we pretend to be cool but we're dirt. We're not even dirt
we're plane which is nice but I lost the passion. I can't enjoy life like when I was a child... I paint, I write poetry and music... I had a healthy relationship but screwed it up just to see how it'd feel to be broken...
I don't sleep as much as I used to, I'm happy (figure of speech) if I can sleep 5 hours a night.
I drained everything on my quest to happiness now there's nothing left... I tried to keep everyone happy eventhough that meant I had to suffer but now there's no one to pick me up... I feel like I keep giving but nobody gives something back...
I'm lost, I have lost the passion and I want to search it but it's just useless or at least that's how I feel because I have lost it before and I found it again but I just can't keep my hands on it for long...
life drains me just as much as I drain life
I'm tired of life but I want to live again...
I lost the passion to live, I lost the passion to die. I really don't feel anything. I know if I smoke a joint I'll feel better for an hour or with luck two... but I know it'll pass just like everything else...
you try and try to hold on but eventually you see it slipping through your fingers and the worst part is you don't care you know it's happening... but you don't care
i'm crashing and I don't care
you know,
I feel like I missed out, I used to be happy when I was a child... where did it go? when did I become this thing I am now...
where is the time I played and had fun ... now I do drugs listen to pink floyd and act like I know what's happening. I see my friends' lies I know they're scared too or perhaps scared isn't the word. They just don't know either we pretend to be cool but we're dirt. We're not even dirt
we're plane which is nice but I lost the passion. I can't enjoy life like when I was a child... I paint, I write poetry and music... I had a healthy relationship but screwed it up just to see how it'd feel to be broken...
I don't sleep as much as I used to, I'm happy (figure of speech) if I can sleep 5 hours a night.
I drained everything on my quest to happiness now there's nothing left... I tried to keep everyone happy eventhough that meant I had to suffer but now there's no one to pick me up... I feel like I keep giving but nobody gives something back...
I'm lost, I have lost the passion and I want to search it but it's just useless or at least that's how I feel because I have lost it before and I found it again but I just can't keep my hands on it for long...
life drains me just as much as I drain life
I'm tired of life but I want to live again...