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点击复制Near me when I lay, depression.
Won't get out of the way, confession.
Don't get carried away, all you have to do is.
Get up and put it all on a tray, expression.
Near me when I lay.
Even though I know I complicate it I don't make it,
I get day sick hate it when I contemplate it’s,
Sheer stress got ta process the mess and all the games,
Of chess you messed up coz you were possessed.
Hear me when I say.
Every time you try to erase it anti phase it,
Suffocate and gate it abnegate it,
You hear another hum building like a drum,
Breathe coz you know you are just about to get some.
Near me when I lay.
Depression is the only way you can stay array,
With the fact that when your state refuses to play the game,
As well as ya name, you gotta grab to your blame,
And shame, and face them in the frame.
Near me when I lay.
Every time you try to open frame it tame it,
Compensate it blame it dominate it hate it well you just waist it,
Gotta taste it embrace it just incase you can somehow encase it.