Unloco

Why are we here I always seem to ask myself
Question awerted by the thought of someone else
And Im hopelessly done with the things that I have tried to do
Should I give up and let the way just fall on me
Day by day I struggle endlessly
Theres nothing right
Theres nothing good about this
Theres nothing right
Theres nothing great about this life
And I will never know
How its supposed to be
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I keep fighting with the visions inside head
I used to feel so much better than today
I should be laughing but instead Im just a mess
Its not right, its not right to feel this way
I keep fighting with the visions inside head
I turn how much I could take a things
And now I feel Im so drowning in it
Its not right, its not right to feel this way
So youre gone what are we supposed to do