Hold me now
Hold
me now
Hold
me now I think I’m gonna be sick.
My nails beat grooves in my palms
And my eyes water dangerously.
My nails beat grooves in my palms
And my eyes water dangerously.
It
goes on and on
And I nod praying,
Praying for it to end.
I go tumbling down the black spiral
Vomiting my regrets away.
And I nod praying,
Praying for it to end.
I go tumbling down the black spiral
Vomiting my regrets away.
I
feel as though I’m doing nothing right.
I feel bad and useless.
I grow angry looking at my damp, red face.
My eyes glow eerily,
A deep, deep blue.
I feel bad and useless.
I grow angry looking at my damp, red face.
My eyes glow eerily,
A deep, deep blue.
I’m
hoping, wishing, praying
That my voice will have a less sombre note
When this black contraption we call phone
Rings again.
That my voice will have a less sombre note
When this black contraption we call phone
Rings again.
Oh
mother dear , you need not hear me crying
Another time , if there is another time
Will I be crawling home soon
I wonder.
Another time , if there is another time
Will I be crawling home soon
I wonder.
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