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I'm fading away away away until the dark days come
I feel myself slowly losing motivation and sinking into a state of darkness and despair.

I feeling okay okay okay, so how about some more of that rum
I'm trying to cope with my emotions by numbing myself with alcohol, hoping it will give me temporary relief.

My vision has shifted, the room is spinning
I'm disoriented and overwhelmed, unable to see things clearly or make sense of my surroundings.

Takin a hit off my thoughts of you is always appealing
Indulging in memories of you brings me comfort and distraction from my current state of mind.

Lost in my stupor I'm dreaming
I find solace in a state of intoxication where I can escape reality and retreat into my dreams.

I'm startin to feel kinda hazy
I'm becoming increasingly disconnected from my thoughts and emotions, feeling clouded and uncertain.

I don't remember the reason
I have forgotten the original cause or purpose of my distress, lost in a fog of confusion.

distracted by the blooming of daisies
I find myself drawn to simple and innocent pleasures, seeking refuge from the complexities of life.

I'm painting a visage of pacing
I create an image of restlessness and unease, unable to find peace or stability.

Your smile was always amazing
I find beauty and warmth in the memory of your smile, a fleeting source of happiness amidst my struggles.

Like sip of wine in the morning
Just like a refreshing sip of wine in the morning, you brought a sense of comfort and pleasure to my life.

Your body was worth the adoring
I cherished and admired your physical presence, finding solace and satisfaction in your embrace.

Yeah I'm taking a hit
I am succumbing to the allure of temporary relief or escape, relying on unhealthy coping mechanisms.

huffin your beautiful fit
I am indulging in the intoxicating allure and appeal of your physical presence and attractiveness.

I don't want this feeling to die
I desperately cling onto this fleeting sense of happiness and fulfillment, fearing its inevitable end.

The withdrawals are making my cry
The absence of that happiness and fulfillment is causing me intense emotional pain and distress.

I might have to hit up the needles
I may resort to using drugs as a way to cope with my emotional struggles.

Those feelings? yeah we don't see those
I have become so numb and detached from my emotions that I can no longer recognize or experience them.

I'm trying so hard to run
I am exerting tremendous effort to escape from my problems and difficulties.

I guess pain is half of the fun right
I reluctantly accept that pain and struggle are an integral part of life, even if they bring some sort of twisted enjoyment.

Spinning and circling the drain
I am caught in a relentless cycle of self-destruction and despair, spiraling towards a metaphorical drain.

The colors are speaking my name
The vivid and intense experiences I am going through are calling out to me, captivating my attention.

Don't know what I'm supposed to do
I feel lost and directionless, unsure of the right course of action in my current state of turmoil.

I'm starting to worry my crew
I am becoming anxious and concerned about how my behavior and struggles are affecting those around me.

I swear that I'm fine no really
I adamantly insist that I am okay and functioning normally, even though it may not be the case.

It's not that I have any feelings
I deny having any emotional attachment or vulnerability, refusing to acknowledge my own pain and turmoil.

Especially not for my weakness
I fiercely reject the idea of being weak or vulnerable, refusing to confront and address my own shortcomings.

My bed keeps all of my secrets
In the comfort and solace of my bed, I confide and bury my innermost struggles and vulnerabilities, trusting them to remain hidden.

I'm fading away away away it seems the dark days come
I am gradually losing myself and sinking further into a state of darkness and despair as the difficult times persist.

Not feeling okay okay okay, I need the punch of that rum
I am no longer able to convince myself that I am okay, desperately seeking the numbing and intoxicating effects of alcohol to cope.

My vision has shifted, the room is melting
My perception is distorted and disorienting, as if the walls are closing in and reality is disintegrating.

I'm taking the deals of shadowing fiends and what they're selling
I am succumbing to the temptations and influences of dark forces, associating with individuals who promote self-destructive choices and behaviors.

I don't really think things through
I act impulsively and without considering the consequences, failing to exercise caution or rationality in my decisions.

I think that you fucked up my view
I believe that you have negatively impacted my perspective and outlook on life, distorting my perception of reality.

Like, I'm sure it's the eyes
I blame my distorted perception and negative emotions on the way I see things, attributing it to the fault of my own eyes.

Fuck it's always the eyes
I consistently place blame and responsibility on my own eyes, as they seem to be the source of my distorted and negative perception.

Fuck I think that I'm wasted
I am realizing and admitting that I am heavily intoxicated, both physically and emotionally, and it has clouded my judgment.

Can't feel anything that I've tasted
The numbness and disconnection I am experiencing prevents me from truly savoring or experiencing any pleasure or sensation.

Feels like the bathrooms a mile
Even simple and mundane tasks feel extremely overwhelming and challenging, as if they require an excessive amount of effort.

Still telling white lies with a smile
Despite my struggles and inner pain, I am adept at masking my true emotions and putting on a facade of happiness and contentment.

You saying that I have a problem
You have confronted me about my issues and shortcomings, acknowledging that I have a serious problem.

Been bringing you down since the autumn
I have been inflicting emotional distress and negativity upon you since the beginning of our relationship, causing you pain and sadness.

But I think that I'm fine
Despite all evidence and concerns, I stubbornly believe that I am okay and managing well on my own.

I'm feeling this buzz I'm feeling alright
The effects of my chosen coping mechanisms are temporarily making me feel good and content, masking my deeper issues.

Paranoia starts within
Feelings of distrust and suspicion are beginning to consume me from within, causing me to question others' intentions and actions.

You feel them watching your sins
You are acutely aware of the judgment and scrutiny from others, observing and condemning your mistakes and wrongdoings.

And plotting how they gonna sink you
Others are actively scheming and planning ways to harm or undermine you, seeking to bring you down and exploit your vulnerability.

Shit I'm right on the brink too
I am teetering on the edge of collapse and self-destruction as well, vulnerable to the manipulations and pressures of others.

Spinning and circling the drain
I am stuck in a never-ending cycle of destructive thoughts and behaviors, spiraling closer and closer towards oblivion.

The colors are speaking my name
The vivid and chaotic array of experiences and emotions I am going through demand my attention and recognition.

Don't know what I'm supposed to do
I am completely lost and bewildered, lacking direction or guidance in how to navigate through my current struggles.

I'm starting to worry my crew
I am becoming increasingly concerned about how my actions and choices are affecting those around me, particularly my close friends and loved ones.

I swear that I'm fine no really
I continue to assure others that I am perfectly fine and functioning normally, despite evidence to the contrary.

It's not that I have any feelings
I vehemently deny having any emotional attachment or vulnerability, refusing to acknowledge or confront my own pain.

Especially not for my weakness
I reject the notion of being weak or vulnerable, refusing to accept or address the areas in which I fall short or struggle.

My bed keeps all of my secrets
My bed serves as a safe haven where I can confide in and hide away all the deepest and darkest aspects of myself.

I'm fading away away away it seems my world is gone
I feel myself slowly disappearing and losing my sense of self, as if my entire world has crumbled and vanished.

Not feeling okay okay okay, fucking hate that bliss ain't long
I no longer feel okay or content, despising the fact that moments of happiness and relief are only temporary and fleeting.

My vision has shifted, the room is a void
My perception has completely distorted, and everything around me feels empty, meaningless, and devoid of any significance.

I'm tired, so falling asleep and drifting right into the noise
I am exhausted, seeking refuge in sleep and trying to escape the chaos and cacophony of my own thoughts and emotions.