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What's become of my mind?
Surprised I made it this far?
Well I don't blame you one bit,
It shouldn't be this hard.
I didn't sleep in a cradle,
And I do remember,
But all I can see is a hospital bed.
Help me watch these colors run,
Fade away to grayscale.
The ink still leaking,
Leaving traces on my fingertips.
I wish I didn't have to breathe,
But I guess I gotta live.
Abandoned hope reignites,
But right now I'm numb inside.