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Flatline
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My blackest days, spent in isolation
Lying to myself, beyond all disbelief
Too strung on doubt
Despair comes rushing in, surrounds me on every side
Without a single flame to scatter all the shadows in my mind
The air is thick in my lungs and it seems that
It turns to lead every breath that I breathe in
No one can shoulder this burden I carry
The gravity keeps on crushing me, crushing me down
And everything seems to fall
To silence's deafening call
I can't feel anything at all, at all
Time stands still my heartbeat slows
I lose my grip and sink below
Nothing else can make this right
Bring me back when I flatline
My blackest days, spent in isolation
Lying to myself, beyond all disbelief
Too strung out on doubt
The world is growing dim and it blurs before my eyes
Just light a single flame to scatter all the shadows by my side, my side
Time stands still my heartbeat slows
I lose my grip and sink below
Nothing else can make this right
Bring me back when I flatline
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