I don't feel alright,in spite of these comforting, sounds you make.I don't feel alright,because you make promises, that you break.Into your house,why don't we share, our solitude?Nothing is pure,anymore, but solitude.It's hard to make sense,feels as if I'm sensing you, through a lens.If someone else comes,I'll just sit here listening, to the drums.Previously, I never called, in solitude.And probably you know all the dirty shows I've put on,blunted and exhausted like anyone.Honestly I tried to avoid it, Honestly.Back when we were kids,we would always know when to stop,and now all the good kids are messing up.Nobody has gained or accomplished, anything.
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I don't feel alright,in spite of these comforting, sounds you make.I don't feel alright,because you make promises, that you break.Into your house,why don't we share, our solitude?Nothing is pure,anymore, but solitude.It's hard to make sense,feels as if I'm sensing you, through a lens.If someone else comes,I'll just sit here listening, to the drums.Previously, I never called, in solitude.And probably you know all the dirty shows I've put on,blunted and exhausted like anyone.Honestly I tried to avoid it, Honestly.Back when we were kids,we would always know when to stop,and now all the good kids are messing up.Nobody has gained or accomplished, anything.