Speak to me, talk to me, tell me about your dreams

My goal is to have you under my skin begging for my forgiveness

You are the shadows that haunt me and the dirty confessions I cry

Your image is overwhelming my brain, it's killing me inside

I'm dead but my eyes are open taking you in more and more

You are the poison that I drink and the key to my insecurity

You make me live a suffocated lie,

I run away just to face you once again, to have you doubt me,

As you speak the lies that are drenching me in misery 

You are the breath that I take and the one I always come back too



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