Passed out, Drunk? High maybe? Think outside the box.
The back of my eye lids, I put my life on bid
I left myself open, I have left myself in
Only when I grasp, I can gasp & give in
I left myself open, for a life full of sin
Taken for granted, my life is living proof
I am the one, who can use & be used
Other than the fact, that i am utterly accused
I’ve been living under a rock, my life’s a ticking clock
If I took back time, My eyes would open, I would stop
I would take back what’s mine, whether I’m dead or alive?
I would come back for my life, with my eye lids open wide
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