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7 hour journey to exceter, thinking about a past relationship and a brick wall in my head. |
| Seven hours to think this through Where I am, what to do I can’t turn back, be the same Can’t stay here, driving me insane With one foul swoop Destroyed my self Not so bad means Need some fucking help Seven hours to think this through Where I am, what to do Can’t turn back, be the same Can’t stay here, driving me insane My legs are tired But I’ve done no walking My mind is ticking Over and over and over Put myself on hold for 4 days Too many messages haven’t been heard Blank it out, try and delete This things broken, stuck on repeat |