Time got low...
I watched the sea it rolled between the tides,
Up and down across the ocean line,
Money blown...
Nowhere to go...
I watched the ship it passed and never even slowed,
I stayed with my thoughts on high cliffs and hotel windows,
Kick me slow...
And easily I'm down down already ready down,
The drain with the trash I paid for from a station down the road,
And I fall...
Hoping to kill the pain inside me,
I can't stall ...
Whats inevitably going to pry me,
Like a leak in the ceiling...
Everything crashes with-
One
Last
Little
Drop...
Hold your breath
Pray to
Drown
Before it
Stops.
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