Bored

Oh God, please help me
To get out of here
To get back to my own place
Lost in somewhere there

This bored life sicks me
I can't breath this infected air
I can't feel myself
I can't

And then I've left all behind
My patience, my mind
I just heard these screams in my head
"Suicide, Suicide..."

And this voice almost convince me
And I let me down...
Oh God, please help
To get out of here!

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