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Rewound backwards and forwards in a loop: "And it's like, it feels like somebody was gripping my, it feels like as if somebody was gripping my throat. They're worse than tremors, they're these terrors, it feels like somebody was gripping my throat and squeezing..."

Some say now suffer all the children and walk away a saviour,
Or a madman and polluted from gutter institutions.
Don't you breathe for me, undeserving of your sympathy,
Cuz there ain't no way that I'm sorry for what I did.

And through it all how could you cry
For me?
Cuz I don't feel bad about it.
So shut your eyes, kiss me goodbye,
And sleep.
Just sleep.

The hardest part is letting go of your dreams.

A drink for the horror that I'm in, for the good guys,
And the bad guys, for the monsters that I've been.
Three cheers for tyranny, unapologetic apathy,
Cuz there ain't no way that I'm coming back again.

And through it all how could you cry
For me?
Cuz I don't feel bad about it.
So shut your eyes, kiss me goodbye,
And sleep.
Just sleep.

The hardest part is the awful things that I've seen.

"sometimes I see flames. And sometimes id see people that I love dying and... It's always"

Just sleep
Just sleep
Just sleep
Just sleep
Just sleep
Just sleep

Screaming; Wake up!

"I cant, I cant wake up"