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Everything is rusty, and covered in dust

I'm on the run, 'cause I cared too much

I'm a mess stressed I guess

Can't talk about it with no one, because I don't trust myself

Depression hits and it all falls down

Relapse into self-destruction and then turn back around

Who am I and who am I doing it for?

I don't wanna do it anymore

I wanna run away and scream and get lost in the woods

Go on an imagination adventure and pretend I'm doing something good

Everything should be bright and gay

But lately everything looks so gray

Lost in the midnight sky someplace far away

Where the stars and moon are shining bright

Nothing matters anyway