Too much to think
But every thought goes in a blink
Trapped inside my head
No direction to spread
A chain that I wish to break
Everything seems so fake
They told me that it's not so terrible
But my head is no longer repairable
But every thought goes in a blink
Trapped inside my head
No direction to spread
A chain that I wish to break
Everything seems so fake
They told me that it's not so terrible
But my head is no longer repairable
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