So grab this statement
And read between the lines
I'm walking on an edge
That's how I stay alive
I need a fix now
The pills I have to take
It helps me live a lie
and blinds all my mistakes
...
so paint my portrait
the colours of my life
and the untold stories are painted in black and white
i can hear the footsteps
that follow to my pulse
this paranoia has haunted me like a ghost
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