Too much,
too soon,
just-stop-just-leave
The thoughts you bring will make me heave

And I can’t stop this acid march
As it crawls up the wrong way
And I can’t drink, my thirst to parch
With all the things you’ll say

All I can do is look at you,
And hope that it is clear
That if you stay, all you will say
Will bring on painful fear

I cannot stand another band
Slipping o’er my throat
Each cuts deeper than the last
And I don’t get a vote

Your words, backed by emotion
Control me through my guilt
I’m drowning in their ocean
Cause that’s just how I’m built

And I can’t tell anymore
If it’s somebody’s fault
But I can’t drink these water-words;
I’m choking on the salt.

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