Unfair
Sleep, my baby sleep
because tomorrow comes like a bullet to your head
never quite fully awake
oh the weight of it will make you wish you were dead
weep, my baby weep
because emotions of any sort from you are rare
dragging yourself around
oh people seem to smile and laugh, without a care
oh how unfair.
Bleak, my baby bleak
Effexor's not effective, and i'm just as desperate as you
dullness in your eyes
you SSRI victim, we're stuck in a hopeless loop
days turn into weeks
weeks upon weeks, upon months and now over two years
basically already gone
your head filled with concrete, you're fucked up and nothing got spared
oh how unfair.
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Posted Jul 3, 2019, 9:45 PM UTC
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Thank you, that really, really means a lot