im getting breathing and choking mixed up im giving all i have but its not enough. every time i walk i stumble and fall every time i talk i feel 2ft tall. its a disease that im trying to cure its a pain ive never felt before. im sick in bed waiting for your call im sick of wishing holes in the wall. im putting your pictures back on the shelf for the very first time i feel like myself. im talking in circles just like before my hearts beating paths right to your door. this is one time too many and i know its not what it used to be. im the timing thats always off. im the one to pull down from the top, put you back on the ground cause thats where you belong. im sick in bed waiting for your call im sick of wishing holes in the wall. im putting your pictures back on the shelf for the very first time i feel like myself. please dont tell me im failing at this. im stuck wishing for one last wish. i know my hands are too cold to touch but is asking you to hold them asking too much. im sick in bed waiting for your call im sick of wishing holes in the wall. im putting your pictures back on the shelf for the very first time i feel like myself.


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