Matt Mayo - Still Solace
The power of words
On a hand held torture machine
They confuse me and distract me
Filled with thoughts so unclean
People sling memes across
Virtuality
When really we just need someone
To hold and to please
Never see the person who is living in my mind
Or try to understand the many reasons that I cry
You hold your head up so high
And think that youre the best
When you insult the things I do for love
It makes me so depressed
Still solace today
Wish I could just run away
Written by:
Matthew Mayo
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