Mellow Child
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I eat my problems away. I use no copping skills, my mind says mysery my heart says hurt. I said I eat eat eat to get rid of my issues. I hear help help help me this little girl in my head, Man I think she's an issue...
Down into the tunnel of darkness,
Nothing to see as the water delivers me downward,
Until the appearance of small apertures,
