Hungry but I can't seem to eat
I feel heavy hands against my back
Try to fit into a crowd but I'm too indiscreet
Fuck, here goes another panic attack
Breath in the heavy air
And dream of you there
I watch as people stare
I'm trapped in hell's ensnare
Pick up the broken pieces
Before the weight of the world inflates
I wish this pain decreases
Inhale and wait for our inevitable fate
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