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I'm running out of fight. in Just give me a divorce

  • Jan. 19, 2019, 1:10 a.m.
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Im tired, so tired.
I can’t take the gloves off although they weigh me down.
Let my guard down for a second and I’ll end up on the ground.

I can feel the numbness taking over, its the only joy I’ll know
If I hide behind my image, away the thoughts will go

I stand like an undefeated champ for all the world to see
If they only knew the person that lives inside of me

I stand battered and bruised inside this ring of hell
In my head I’m begging, someone ring that fucking bell.

Anxiety will not beat me but I am tired of the fight.


Last updated January 21, 2019


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