Thoughts swirling round and round
Feel like I am going to drown
Broken heart beating still
Wanna run but can't
Wanna escape there is nowhere to go
Curl up in a ball and cry
Wanna just die
Can't give up now
Can’t hide how I feel
I wish it was different
But what would have made it
Regret is a vicious circle
Just wanna break the cycle’
Fuck the hurt fuck the pain
End it all Stop the game
Break the habit Fuck the rest
Sore from hurt and back to beast
I won't let you fall stand on your feet
Says the inner mermaid swim
Just swim and find your fins
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