Dead end job,
dead end street.
Don't like what's
become of me.Think I might
lose my mind;
change my life;
leave this behind.Broken mirror,
fractured dreams.
Can't see clearer.
Feel in extremes.Empty hope,
empty soul.
I don't know
why I'm not whole.Getting really tired of me.
Getting really tired of this.
Are you getting bored of me?
Are you getting bored of this?Worn out breaths,
downhill climb.
Catch my death,
run out of time.Lose some weight,
put it back on.
Change my fate
to something wrong.Long walk home;
a different house.
I hate it, though;
think I want out.Brand new phone,
radio silence.
So alone
that it feels violent.Getting really tired of me.
Getting really tired of this.
Are you getting bored of me?
Are you getting bored of this?So alone that it feels violent.
So alone that it feels violent.
So alone that it feels violent.
So alone that it feels violent.Are you getting tired of me?
I'm so alone that it feels violent.
Are you getting tired of this?
Is that why you've gone radio silent?
Are you getting tired of me?
I'm so alone that it feels violent.
Are you getting tired of this?
Is that why you've gone radio silent?Getting really tired of me.
Getting really tied of this.
I know you're getting bored of me
'cause you left, and it's been radio silent.'Radio Silence' - 18/03/23.
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I Hope There's Love in Letting Go
Poetry'I Hope There's Love in Letting Go'. An original collection of songs by me. ⭐︎