Shrike
Death Goals
GENRE God damn my insecurities, they always get the best of me
I'm so sick of feeling like I'm nothing
A wallflower with no petals
And a head full of static
Take them away
And all I'll be
Is empty
I hate myself, why couldn't I hate someone else?
I'm so sick of feeling like I'm nothing
A wallflower with no petals
And a head full of static
Take them away
And all I'll be
Is empty
I hate myself, why couldn't I hate someone else?
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