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There’s nothing to say

It’s not going your way

What do you do when someone you’re with is in a dilustion 
And that of one that includes you
constantly talking rubbish to you or about you
please I’m asking what do you do 
even when you’re killing them with kindness
They don’t understand that too
My heads about to go to a code blue 
A uncontrollable rage that I can’t control and neither want to.
They talk to me like I’m there fucking doll
One that they can control 
who the hell do you people think they are.
we could be in the company of super stars 
That’s how far there minds gone
They don’t know the difference between reality and what’s wrong 
All the drugs have turned you into something I see very wrong 
what have I done to deserve this every day taking the piss
I can’t believe I’m living a life like this 
This monsters 👹 got to go to sleep 
Not one where he’s having fun in his sleep 
His head’s telling him he’s about to go on the run. 

They don’t know this times gone you’ve done too many things wrong 
You thought I wasn’t as strong 
My mind feels like it’s to strong 
All I hear I’ve done nothing wrong 

You think I’m trash one where you take to the yard and scrap 
And that’s the end of that. 

you can’t go back and say I want my money back. 

I don’t want to adapt to a life like that
One where I’m getting dissed feeling pissed 
Cant you see it’s time to quit. 

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