Am I the cure?
A fiction in writing?
And the pain is of no consequence
When I am hell bent
My walls are closing in
Controlling me
Controlling me
Is losing me
You’re losing
Control of me
Control of me
You’re losing
Am I awake
The morning star that brings me here
Is this everything in me
Between Pluto and god
All is hell bent
My walls are closing in
I feel the claim
Controlling me
Controlling me
Is losing me
You’re losing
Control of me
Control of me
You’re losing
You’re losing
Control of me
Control of me
You’re losing me
Controlling me
Controlling me
And I cant find myself or my way out
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