"Oh my God, we're in for a storm!"
You woke in sweat for the 4th time this week and screamed.
"We're a mess! We're drowning in stress!"
I know where they keep the pills that fix 'everything.'
Hide under the stars.
I know where you are.
I know you can't be far.
Addiction won't win.
We live in sin.
I wake up in fear because I'm scared that one day I'll be as lonely as you look to me.
Empty like the bottles you throw in the stream.
Yeah, its a flood.
I hope you came prepared.
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