“The Game�?BR> Reality seemed a prison Scared to face the facts I have been left, thrown out, forgotten No more promises, vows, or pacts
Drowning in the bottle Staying numb as can be Trying to stay invisible Hoping to just feel free
Days, weeks, and months pass by Feeling just the same Bitter memories still not fading It’s all a god damn game
When the days seem as night The sunshine never comes Life is drifting by so fast The addiction simply numbs
Lunar
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