Depression


Nibble Nibble

I eat away your soul

I eat away your dreams

 

Crunch Crunch

Your bones are now dust

The floor is coverd in guts

 

Sigh Sigh

Its almost time for you to die

 

No more playing around

Its time to turn that frown upside down

 

 

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