Tightening of the stomach, the thoughts won't go away.
It has me by the throat, I try to be different but it's noose gets tighter.
I am walking dead as the clock is ticking, I can see it coming, every day more will be taken until I am standing with nothing.
Unable to sit down and unable to sleep, humbled and shattered in a wasteland of my own mind, I am nothing and nobody, it will all be taken.
Self protection is now self destruction, they are in my emotions and wont ever leave, the one thing I had left was me, I am now my greatest enemy.
I used to be something, now I am nothing.
Tightening of the stomach, the thoughts won't go away.
It has me by the throat, I try to be different but it's noose gets tighter.
I am walking dead as the clock is ticking, I can see it coming, every day more will be taken until I am standing with nothing.
Unable to sit down and unable to sleep, humbled and shattered in a wasteland of my own mind, I am nothing and nobody, it will all be taken.
Self protection is now self destruction, they are in my emotions and wont ever leave, the one thing I had left was me, I am now my greatest enemy.
I used to be something, now I am nothing.
GEORGE MASON
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