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(Verse 1)
I started writing for a reason,
It was my only reason to live.
Got lost then found, the finder’s keepers,
Then the finder lost me again.
Because they,
(Chorus)
Broke my angel spirit,
Up to my ear I hear it,
It’s coming close, endear it,
Schizo sadness.
My author life is over,
I’ll never sell another,
I’m hiding under covers,
Schizo sadness.
(Verse 2)
They wanted my book, yes I know it,
But only because I’m ill.
So they decided just to throw it,
They bought it, but sad I am still.
(Chorus 2)
Juicy couture and Diamonds,
I’ll never try to find them,
My moment’s wasted on my,
Schizo sadness.
My love was pure for writing,
Got lost in all my sightings,
Guess it was too exciting,
Schizo sadness.
(Bridge)
My music failed and all my art,
Never thought I’d be a part,
Of all this madness mayhem,
My chest can’t breathe, I’m falling down now.
Lucifer wrapped in a bow,
Never tells you to let go,
But in his mind he’s saying, “no,
I want you down on flame row.”
Hell is a clubhouse, earth is a tree,
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