Texty: Battalion Of Saints. Other. My Mind's Diseased.

Day and night I look around and see,
My whole life is caving in on me.

My mind's diseased,
With daily life
My mind's diseased,
With daily life

Some days I wish I'd hurry up and die,
To relieve the pressure that's inside my mind.

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All these problems,
There's no escape,
From all these pressures,
In my mind.

These endless days and sleepless nights
I sometimes wonder what the fuck keeps me alive.

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The thoughts keep pounding in my brain,
There's only one way to alleviate this pain.

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