Midnight Thoughts
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goldenphoenix
goldenphoenix There's no escape from the labyrinth.
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Just something I wrote at midnight...

Midnight Thoughts

Exhaustion

Exhaustion weighing down my eyes

Exhaustion weighing down my eyes Voices telling me

Exhaustion weighing down my eyes Voices telling me thousands of lies

Exhaustion weighing down my eyes Voices telling me thousands of lies Thoughts clouded,

Exhaustion weighing down my eyes Voices telling me thousands of lies Thoughts clouded, my smile's a disguise

Exhaustion weighing down my eyes Voices telling me thousands of lies Thoughts clouded, my smile's a disguise Been overworking myself for nothing,

Exhaustion weighing down my eyes Voices telling me thousands of lies Thoughts clouded, my smile's a disguise Been overworking myself for nothing, leading only to my demise.

I'm just the third wheeler of the group,

I'm just the third wheeler of the group, that's fine

I'm just the third wheeler of the group, that's fine Learned to stick to the shadows,

I'm just the third wheeler of the group, that's fine Learned to stick to the shadows, to never step out of line

I'm just the third wheeler of the group, that's fine Learned to stick to the shadows, to never step out of line Always wondering when the heavens will send me a sign;

I'm just the third wheeler of the group, that's fine Learned to stick to the shadows, to never step out of line Always wondering when the heavens will send me a sign; Am I doing this all wrong,

I'm just the third wheeler of the group, that's fine Learned to stick to the shadows, to never step out of line Always wondering when the heavens will send me a sign; Am I doing this all wrong, will I ever get it right?

Not sure if anyone's reading this, yet still I write

Not sure if anyone's reading this, yet still I write Do my rhymes even make sense?

Not sure if anyone's reading this, yet still I write Do my rhymes even make sense? I doubt they might

Not sure if anyone's reading this, yet still I write Do my rhymes even make sense? I doubt they might Just walking on a bridge made of cracking glass,

Not sure if anyone's reading this, yet still I write Do my rhymes even make sense? I doubt they might Just walking on a bridge made of cracking glass, no time to be afraid of heights

Not sure if anyone's reading this, yet still I write Do my rhymes even make sense? I doubt they might Just walking on a bridge made of cracking glass, no time to be afraid of heights But when I look down,

Not sure if anyone's reading this, yet still I write Do my rhymes even make sense? I doubt they might Just walking on a bridge made of cracking glass, no time to be afraid of heights But when I look down, it all shatters

Not sure if anyone's reading this, yet still I write Do my rhymes even make sense? I doubt they might Just walking on a bridge made of cracking glass, no time to be afraid of heights But when I look down, it all shatters and I fall into the abyss of night.

Been wasting a lot of time crying over wasted time

Been wasting a lot of time crying over wasted time Sometimes it feels like even living is considered a crime...

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