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An Overdose of Anxiety

I'm buried alive in these four walls
There's no savior to help me from this
There's no oxygen for I can breathe in
The darkness it grows evermore silencing

I'm the only one in here but there's multiple of voices
I'm buried alive in these four walls
As my sanity slips away 
I see signs of life but it's not mine to have

This is all my fault, I should have known better
My brains going faster than I can think
I'm buried alive in these four walls
These four walls are all I have left

My only enemy is myself
I can't make friends with them
I'm forced to break under the pressure
I'm buried alive in these four walls

◄ Just Another Bowl of Cornflakes

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