[ intro] Like a moth, to a flame, burned by the fire, My mind’s a mess, it has No desire [Verse 1] In my reflection , I see a storm, the Mist rolling in, where balance, should form. Intense battles, in the still of the night, Fighting my fears, and a waving light. [Chorus] Tears on my pillow, like rain on the ground, Echoes of struggle, a distorting sound. When the dawn breaks free, the Fog starts to flare, But it’s the darkness, that clings, it’s sometimes hard to bare. [Verse 2] Mind like a maze, lost in its weave, Searching for something, i just can’t perceive. Every headache a drum, beats an echo in vain, Chasing shadows of whispers that drive me insane. Riding the waves, of what’s yet to come. [Chorus] Tears on my pillow, like rain on the ground, Echoes of struggle, a distorting sound. When the dawn breaks free, the Fog starts to flare, But it’s the darkness, that clings, it’s sometimes hard to bare. [Bridge] I rise like a bad bitch, but the feelings won’t fade, Each step that I take feels like a charade. In this war, I’ll carve out my place, Turning these,big bad feelings into,something with grace. So here's to the struggle, that i fight, on my own, Finding my strength, in the depths of my bones. With each tear that's fallen, It hurts to the core, Life’s a rough sea, and I’m, not, ready for more. [chorus] Tears on my pillow, like rain on the ground, Echoes of struggle, a distorting, sound, When the dawn, breaks free, the Fog starts to flare, But it’s the darkness, that clings, it’s sometimes hard to bare. [outro][spoken word] Sometimes, I am, not, ok! [soft-fading Outro]
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