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Depression
My heart is on the ground
Although my mouth doesn't make a sound
I'm bound with this anger
deep inside my bones,
When I speak I always lose my tone
My eyes become rivers,
when deep down the gut wrenching feeling stays
always...
Although my mouth doesn't make a sound
I'm bound with this anger
deep inside my bones,
When I speak I always lose my tone
My eyes become rivers,
when deep down the gut wrenching feeling stays
always...
