clareb

Flatline

Hey what's going on in there
What's happening in my brain
Just let me get hold of it
Before it gets lost again

Some days a thought is lonely
And goes rattling round my head
Bouncing in endless circles
Long after it should be dead

Sometimes they come in battalions
Like spies to steal my secrets
Spewing them out to the world
Before I know any regrets

I'd like to feel totally numb
To float above all the pain
To find and press the off switch
To get off this express train

Sliding down into forever
Synapses without a spark
Someone turned off my power
One more beep flatline I'm dark



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