other than herb

[Ka0t1c]

other than herb, i don't know what comfort can work
to help me from becomin biserk while i'm walkin this earth
and as i follow my courage, thousands of nerves loudly emerge
should i swallow my words of sorrow and bottle my urge
to borrow your world so hollow, then rot under dirt?
and how will i utter my birth without thirstin for power?
now i've found my sudden outbursts cloud up my purpose, it's awful
i'm hurtin, shall my values adjourn, although
it's not your concern at all, i'm certainly no role model
i've fallen downhill, call my soul shallow
my burdens allowed my personal devil to curse my new outcome
so i deserve to feel problemed, sure i'm not proud i'm unwelcomed
turn down the volume, i'm lurkin the shadows
deserted with a shovel searchin my hell hole
to uncover the surface because my journey's in trouble
but nobody is perfect, we stumble, get worried and struggle
then turn unsturdy and doubful to level when turbulance settles


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