Risk BHC - T.I.M.E.

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The man that I want to be and the one I see are oceans apart, I’m running in circles I think alot about death, does it feel like falling asleep? Gently drift into forever? Or do you feel nothing? Each night one blade closer, each night I’m one rope away How much is too much? Everything isn’t enough My life is a series of losing everything that I love, I’m clinging to a past that I barely remember Living in the past I want to forget, searching for strength but it’s pulling me back in Days blend together and it’s making my head spin Looking for a day I don’t want to do myself in Trapped in the past Time is all I fear
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