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Monosyllabic Meaning (In Triplicate)
Sob. Sob. Sob.
I feel a bit macabre.
Hush. Hush. Hush.
If you listen closely, you’ll hear my insides turn to dust.
Cold. Cold. Cold.
I see me spinning out of control.
Dark. Dark. Dark.
There’s no light when you’re falling apart.
Adrift out to sea, sea, sea.
Witnessing the wreckage of me.
Trapped. Trapped. Trapped.
Claustrophobic, about to snap.
Ubiquitous pain, pain, pain.
Driving me slowly but surely insane.
Why won’t someone help, help, help?
I can’t make it all by myself.
Right now life is too hard, hard, hard.
Can you please deal me a new hand of cards?
What? You can’t? You mean it’s all up to me, me, me
To change what my life has come to be.
All on my own, own, own.
But honestly I don’t believe I can do it alone.
Just make it stop, stop, stop.
Do one better, turn the back the clock.
Cuz I need more time, time, time
To fix this fractured life of mine.
But since that’s not an option, please, just let me sleep, sleep, sleep.
It’s the only time I do not weep.
