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Reka

Sick Again

Copyright, Reka

Stomach turns and it all comes up
My hope, my fears, my dreams

Pop a pill and make it okay
Drink a beer and wash the pain away
Snort a line and fuck the rest of your day
Keep in mind your what I think of all day

My heart aching because you won’t stay
My body’s shaking because I wanted to feel okay
The razor is calling wanting me to clean my sins away

But I drink another beer
Pop another pill
Snort another line
And feel sick again today

 

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