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Writing in my journal
I might make it a song
Finding ways to convey the mind space that I'm on
I miss them Sunday's at church
Friends and family

and round we go at this circus
You’re a clown I make the circuits
Think you know the pain then it worsens
Slice the wound to feel it surface
Say I’m feeling

knows how I do Nobody cares how I rap
But nobody asks me how I do Journal, journal, journal, journal

All these news motherfuckin' journals Everybody

fade goes does in a spiral
But all the kids care about nowadays is going viral
As long as reputation enhances
They don't mind showing off their body

wounds
That's self inflicted wounds
Got self inflicted wounds
All them long nights
I never was home
I did you wrong
My good girl gone yeah
That's self

How many times have I told you that shit is in the past, who fucking cares
Foolish feast full of hearts
Tear it into tiny parts
Banquet of the damned

Care less for views and likes

Take a glimpse into life
Open wounds from a knife
All for love of family
I'm losing my sanity

Nigel it hurts to witness

Holmes
I will make you

Back to normal
Yeah I tried to do it formal cause you know
To my journal
I can talk to universal only so
Change your name back

praises them
A wound, within a wound
Within a wound
Red All Over
All written down in a
Journal of a Madman Martyr
Red All Over
Written in blood
in

will keep on
Fight
Well done
I didn't want to harm you
Empty journals
From the big old giants
But when I'm asking
"Am I too reliant?"
She makes me

My skills are internal
Smoking on this herbal got me going through a portal
Write in this journal yeah I know that I ain't normal
Don't care what

Can't let go
Life's not fair
Can't let go
I don't care
Can't let go
Life's not fair

I'm the wound collector
I'm the wound collector
I'm the wound

I'm wound up
I want to cut loose and let down my hair
Grab a cold one and chill a while
Like I ain't got no cares
For a while the world can disappear

soul, in each and every fuckin' bar
Visions of me shot, cops kickin' down my front door
A couple war wounds, a few battle scars
But I'm still here livin',

First I dropped the Journals now I’m 
Dropping hotter shit 
Making all the opps disappear like Harry Potter flicks 
Every project catching bodies

wound o
As you dey whining  me you go wound o
As you dey teasing me you go wound o
No try me you go wound o

Like play like play
Na so I turn to maga

Just been staying to myself
It's nothing personal, but must take care of my mental health
Tryna please everybody, but it's never enough
Hard to take

barely tell what's real anymore
So, I leave my journal in the drawer
I know it's real when I cannot hear anything when you're with me
It's insincere but I

it by ear" until I woke up one morning with nothing to hear
With nothing to my name, with nothing to share
Tired of tears, when nobody cares
But damn I

another wound among the scars
Who cares about the blood from a broken heart
You're exhausted, you only get one
Will it be worth it when the damage is done

Please don't tell me to calm down
Turn my frown upside down
Bullshit you tell me when I'm wound
Nervous breakdown making me drown
And all you want

The Gate

Björk

Utopia

2017

My healed chest wound
Transformed into a gate
Where I receive love from
Where I give love from

And I care for you, care for you
I care for

Self Inflicted

Katy Perry

One of the Boys

2008

And my heart is still wide open

I can't stop
Don't care if I lose
Baby you are the weapon I choose
These wounds are self inflicted
I'm going down in

My healed chest wound
Transformed into a gate
Where I receive love from
Where I give love from

And I care for you, care for you
I care for