One Last Reason

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Crawl for a space to start again,

forget all that has been done.

I have become a mess to the life I lead,

just some ugly crumbling road.

In a sleepy state, I feel awake inside,

but I know what I really am.

I don’t know what to believe,

or if I am still asleep.

 

I think I am a machine,

mind never stops its ticking. 

A metronome in my dreams.

 

There’s no place without scratch. 

There’s a devil on my back.

It’s just out of my reach.

 

So close but stays right out of reach. 

 

Give me one good reason 

to try to keep me alive.

 

Give me one good hour 

to keep what’s in my life.

 

Give me one last kiss,

to quench the fire that’s inside.

 

Because I can’t be here 

It can’t be right

Choking till I die. 

 

Save me to celebrate, 

celebrate all my needs today,

what have I become?

You can forget me,

and the things that I’ve done.

No intention to stay like this.

How can I hate you 

if I don’t know who you are,

or even if your a thing.

A shadow back in my mind,

I fall to do the same.

Why do I hate what I’ve become?

 

I think I am a machine

Mind never stops its ticking. 

A metronome in my dreams.

 

There’s no place without scratch. 

There’s a devil on my back.

It’s just out of my reach.

 

So close but stays right out of reach. 

 

Give me one good reason 

to try to keep me alive.

 

Give me one good hour 

to keep what’s in my life.

 

Give me one last kiss,

to quench the fire that’s inside.

 

Because I can’t be here 

It can’t be right

 

Give me one more time,

to feel, what its like.

 

Give me one last mess,

to fix for tonight.

 

Give me one last smile,

to make me think about.

 

Because I can’t be here 

It can’t be right

Because I can’t be here 

It can’t be right

Choking till I die. 

Remember me

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