sick of being field up by some sort of perplexed truth
'you wont give up' they say a lot, but why they got a clue
I want give in, calm down and die , ignite my bones inside:
pathetic thoughts by loosey teens who's keen in suicide.
Im lost and gone and not aware of what lies there ahead
but forms of thoughts that you possessed blows out my weary head
I would be glad to say you're right and leave the place on safely terms
but words are so deceiving here, who knows in what they turns
plus, being gone for good is not the key to solve the shit
disease of mine denies escape at least thats what I think of it
I cant be silent on the fact that ive just stopped of being patient
the fate keeps hurting you the most when you're a blue flame special
blue flame special
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