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Pretty Little Nothing
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blank eyes
hard stare
you think im thinking but no thought is there
the things i say mean nothing;
the words i say why speak them all i want is silence.
My thoughts are blank and my heart already laid bare.
the lies the lies they circle my mind
they sit behind my eyes and taunt me.
watching me waiting to come to my rescue,
leaving me to sink in their viscous black.
the moment you define nothing you fill it with something,
something something the words mean nothing
why am i still speaking i know im falling apart
i know my life is a lie my mind is tainted the promises all painted
im spinning im spinning this world i know its winning
im drained of thought im flushed of hope,
home home home is all i want
home is where i can simply be myself
blank. wordless. worthless. a pretty little nothing
