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Safety Ventilation

Sometimes it's hard for me not to be anxious Because when I worry I feel like I exist Stress drained my heart now it's a drought I have to face it, not sure I'll make it out Messed around too much Now everything is screwed up Trying to bring myself up Writing is something I can't get enough of Downer beats is what I love It lets me know what's up But it's not good for me that what makes it tough Clock's ticking and I'm stuck If this is what I amount to, as long as it's over than it's enough From my fears, I think people want to hurt me I tell them, don't come near me unless you're here to kill me And if it's not them I think the stress will seal my eternity Can't leave because others will miss me Thank you, it's the thing that's keeping Me from staying in my bed and weeping

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