#emptyandlonely
Heaven only knows when I’m in hell.
I’ve always been on my own, so if you leave that’s some regular shit.
I overthinking, overlove, overfeel and overstress.
We pretend that we don’t care, but we care.
I get jealous because I know how replaceable I am, I’m nothing special.
You dream of walls that hold us in prison
It’s just a skull, least that’s what they call it
And we’re free to roam
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