Stuck in this room
Going to lose my mind
Stuck in this room
Going to lose my mind
Voices all around me
Making no damn sense
In my own world
Drawing up my fantasy
In my own world, yes I am
Drawing up my fantasy
People walk by me
Like I'm a shadow on the wall
I could be the grim reaper
Watching spirits die
I could be the grim reaper
Watching spirits die
Slowly mixing with the dark
Don't need to see this life
fade away
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