Fighting for your soul

Running trough the night,
Crawling trough pain.
Searching for a new light,
Trying not to get insane.

Some people fight for their life,
But they won't make it to the end
And the giving up cuts like a knife
And makes them want to put their head in the sand.

Ripping and cutting 'til you feel
The lonelyness taking over you.
And makes the open doors seal
To get you locked up and you can't get trough.

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