osing your sense of pride
and crawling through to dark.
He was all but over looked
by the readers of Fleet Street
Confronted by a similar emotion.
I've been up for 4 nights
trying to get some sleep that never came.
A come around
a come around
a come around
See my art decay.
Screaming and Dreaming.
It's all tied up come take a look.
I've been crawling on the floor
looking for the door I can't get out
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