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Kevin Alan Overturf
Kevin Alan Overturf
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Alexandra Padilla
Alexandra Padilla
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What goes around comes around and I've been standing still
Never ending spiral caught up in this hamster wheel
Pick your poison and abandon hope a chance to cope
No antidote for the damage done from this cancer's growth
I'm sweating bullets all I'm feeling is anxious
So I lock myself away because I think it's contagious
They steady pushing my buttons I need a key to start
Fuel to the beast but disease to my beating heart
My eyes are bloodshot I'm losing to myself
Can't count my fingers or see anything else
Whole body shaking I said this was the last night
Cycled through about 1800 times
My soul ain't mine to sell I hope to see an afterlife
If I could sell it though I'd let it go for half its price
A tragic life armageddon for my appetite
Found the forbidden fruit and then took a massive bite
Still ain't satisfied, my stomach is roaring
Ain't no father to my style I got the blood of an orphan
Feel a rush of endorphins as I begin to spin again
My pulse begins to slow I can sense the visions end
My eyes are bloodshot I'm losing to myself
Can't count my fingers or see anything else
Whole body shaking I said this was the last night
Cycled through about 1800 times
The walls are closing in I'm spinning again
The walls are closing in I'm spinning again
The walls are closing in I'm spinning again
The walls are closing in I'm spinning again
The walls are closing in I'm spinning again
The walls are closing in I'm spinning again
The walls are closing in I'm spinning again
The walls are closing in I'm spinning again
My eyes are bloodshot I'm losing to myself
My eyes are bloodshot I'm losing to myself
My eyes are bloodshot I'm losing to myself
I've cycled through about 1800 times
Written by: Alexandra Padilla, Kevin Alan Overturf
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