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Coming to get me
Going to hurt me
Coming to get me
Going to kill me
Bordom and monotomy
Reduced to a shell of sorts,
a husk no longer alive.
Why All this emptiness inside,
no longer a need to fight.
Succumbing to life's cycle,
nothing more than empty.
How can it be filled?
How will you be filled?
How can it be filled? x4
There's something I should tell you,
Something that's locked inside
Coming to get me
Going to hurt me
Coming to get me
Going to kill me
Bordom and monotomy
Forced to walk the same steps,
made to fit into this mold.
YOu set the trap too well,
I didn't even know what the bait was.
However I stand I fall
However I walk I crawl
However I crawl
However I crawl
However I crawl
However just because
There's something I should tell you,
Something that's locked inside
Coming to get me
Going to hurt me
Coming to get me
Going to kill me
Bordom and monotomy
Reduced to nearly tears,
Holding what's left of my shit in my hand.
Never felt so unforgiving,
Never so depressing.
This hole in my pride.
How can it be filled?
How will it be filled?
How can it be filled? x4
There's something I should tell you,
Something that's locked inside
Coming to get me
Going to hurt me
Coming to get me
Going to kill me
Bordom and monotomy
How can you be filled x4
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